Marvellous. Portia didn’t even drink, for Christ’s sake. She was always word perfect (same here but I am just blessed with that kind of memory whe...reas she had to work at it), had all her moves neatly written on her script and all her props checked three times before the show.I had a partner-in-mischief in the shape of our Assistant Stage Manager (basically the lowest form of theatre life), Harry Potter. This is not plagiarism, this all pre-dated the JKR phenomenon. Harry and I enjoyed. He visited my house several times on his way to work to give me a thorough groping. A few times leaving me standing there with my panties pulled down, my bra unfastened and a huge hardon as he hugged me goodby on his way to work. He always had the biggest bulge in his pants during our doorway visits. He told me he would jack off in his car after our visits. One morning I met him at the doorway naked wearing just high heels. I was soo hard! I asked him if I could try something. He said ok. I. I’ll be right back.”She went to get something to drink and handed me another beer, before sitting across from me. It was almost like an old-fashioned stare-down, but I knew she was just collecting her thoughts. I wondered if she was worried that I would disapprove and kick her out of my house. I was about to tell her that there was nothing she could say that would cause me to do that, when she opened her mouth to speak again. “I cheated on my husband,” she announced. “With a much younger. In the mirror I could see both women behind us putting on their toys, and now there was a fourth woman escorting a man, watching us all. My legs were still shaking from our earlier adventures, but when she pulled my hips up, I willingly complied, knowing she was about to have me.Couldn’t tell you which of us was louder as they slowly slid those toys deep inside Dawn and I, but I loved the view in the mirror as we both raised our asses. My knee was against Dawn’s, and they kept a very slow pace,.