I don’t think so. Not really. That’s just wishful thinking.’ Nothing further was said, but that was the start of something. Two Easters later, P...hilip and I were among the people marching from London to Aldermaston in the first Ban-the-Bomb march. *** Denise had the last word, and it when it came it was quite unexpected. ‘Philip, you’ve been saying for ages that we need an assistant to keep those files of yours in order. Why don’t we give Laura my job for the summer? It’s got to be better than. We actually sold out every night after the first. The local theater critics loved it. I wasn't a star so I didn't really get a mention. Well, I did, but it was more for my outfit. Since the show is about a casting call for a dance line, everyone gets to basically wear their practice outfits. You know mine, tight fitting and reveals a bit too much I guess. The one mention I got was more about how my ass looked than about my dancing. Your sister just can't win.For our next show Grease both Erica. She shows me her knickers she's taken off and asks if my wife likes a shaved pussy. I couldn't resist and reached for her. She lifted up her dress to show me a perfectly shaved pussy, and as I touched her clit she moaned with pleasure and kissed me.Before long my wife returns and we all start to strip off. Now I've got 2 women pushing me back and licking my cock. I'm in heaven. The new girl, clearly likes cock as she takes me whole in her mouth, and then switches to sucking on my balls. I had time to notice the way her breasts mounded up on her chest, her nipples poking upwards like baby’s fingers. As I sat Angela turned slightly onto her side so her back rested against the rear cushion of the seat, her head supported by the armrest. She questioned me about my holiday activities. I didn’t give too much away about Doreen and I. As I talked Angela drew me back against her rounded belly. I turned my body slightly so I could look at her while I talked, moved my legs under my rump.