"It's sooo cute! I just LOVE IT! And it'll play beautifully on thecamera." Thank you, Joanne," Jim said with obvious annoyance, "but we'rereading for ...the BOYS parts today."Joanne gave John a comic grimace and swung her camera around to facethe audition area. "Camera one running!" She called out.Jim read from his script, "Please state your name and age." John Foley. I'm twenty."A slight murmur ran through the people assembled."Tell us a little about yourself, John." Well," he stuttered as he. At least her legs were still shapely. She also knew that the pallor and wrinkling of her skin was caused by her aversion to the sun and her constant drug, tobacco and alcohol use.How had she come to be here? Her life started out like a fairy tale such a few years ago, with a loving mother and a doting father. She could remember, with a smile in her heart, the times at the beach or in the park with her father or the family gatherings with her grandparents. The entire family life was shattered. Sean turned to Monica, "How about you, Monica?" Now it was Monica's turn to blush. "I, uhhh, do it once in a while." Vicky jumped in. "Monica, you looked quite good at it just a few minutes ago. How often is once in a while?" Twisting back and forth on the chair back, mortified, Monica said, "Okay, it is like three or four times a week." Brenda took this all in, her eyes growing bigger and bigger while her mouth fell open into a wide 'O'. "What did you mean, 'a few minutes ago'?" "We. I snuggled in against her, wrapping my leg around hers. I expected her to move me away, hoping that she wouldn’t and thinking about fulfilling the dream I had been having. Mom didn’t respond to my leg, maybe she was just presuming it was an innocent move on my behalf.With my leg clamped around her thigh, I could feel the warmth and moisture begin to build inside my pussy, only my pyjamas between my pussy and her naked thigh. The rhythm of mom’s breathing had quickened slightly, my head rising.