The Thursday before I left for training with the group at Summerdale, I went to Heather's first performance in Hair. After the matinee performance, I ...was her escort to a small reception hosted by her agent and the new W & R entertainment attorney. The reception allowed the agent's clients to meet Grandfather, Will, and the attorney who headed W & R's entertainment practice area. Heather met several name performers and some young performers also. She was excited to be associated with the agent. What can you tell me about him?”Claire cocked her head and studied Abby for a few seconds. Finally, she said, “There was a time when a gentleman would mow the lawn of a widow for the simple reason that it was the polite thing for a neighbor to do. Of course, the widow woman would offer a dollar or two as a token of her appreciation.”“Okay,” Abby said not quite following how that answered her question.“It is not that way now. Nobody does anything for anybody without asking for money. Jack. I looked at her nice boobs and her neatly trimed pussy. My dick was so hard now that it hurt. She reached down and rubbed my dick thru my slacks. She said her husband passed out and she was horny and needed to get some sex, could I help her out. I did not know what to say, she then asked if I was a virgin and I said yes. She undid my belt and pants and pulled them down. My dick sprang straight out, she carresed it and fondled my balls. She put the tip in her mouth, I was afraid that I would. Her hips, and legs, the way she glided across the ground, the poetry of her every movement, the big wide grin she threw at me when she was about 8 feet away… Oops! Oh God! I’d been busted! She damn well knew where my eyes were directed. Perhaps it was the drool coming out of the side of my mouth that gave me away. Embarrassed at being caught, I gave her one of my big, friendly, embarrassed grins and we both said hi as she passed me. I slunk over to my rig, forgetting about the coffee I was.