“Bombs away,” she whispered.The droplets quickly gained speed as they fell through the metallic structure of the catwalk and lighting scaffold, fi...nding the clear air above the stage. Heather giggled as the first missile splatted to the stage floor.“Bull’s-eye,” she remarked, seeing how the range of drops was situated precisely in the center of the spotlight’s glow.“Wow. Good guess on the lights, Heather,” I said, still out of my head with the experience.“Can you snap a picture, or you want me. Strange things stick in my mind from those times I remember when I was about twelve or thirteen Jessie used to come into the bathroom when I bathed and kneel by the bath and help wash my hair and back. Nothing overtly sexual would happen, I’d sit in the bath, and like most boys of that age I’d usually be sporting an erection. She would never mention my erection we’d just talk quietly about the things that worried us. I think in a way it stemmed from our reliance on each and a need for human. Not about the office though. Eric started to tell her some of his own life history. He had been married but was now divorced and lived alone. Jenny knew how he felt as she had been through a rather messy divorce as well and she lived alone. They continued to have breakfasts or coffee every morning from then on. Jenny insisted on paying on an equal basis. Eric protested but she made it a condition or she wouldn't join him any more. One day at work, Eric called her into his office. He explained. Andrew shuckled, gesturing us to give him some space between us as he handed us the wine. Andrew grabbed me by the jaw harshly, pulling me in to kiss him. His tongue expertly made its way into mine, his girlfriend's hands running up and down his legs as we kissed. Our sloppy kiss was only broken when a jealous Kiara took him from me to kiss him herself. Her hands massaged his crotch as he with a smile broke their kiss. “Olivia, wanna play with Kiara for a bit?” He asked me as I eagerly nodded..