Ascension. Africa. Brilliant.Between marveling at the wails of his tenor and the other players, including the wailing drums of Rasheed Ali, they talke...d. Comfortably. About anything and everything. Music. Politics. Theater, including her father’s work at Penumbra, and his encounter of bias at Red Eye.“Fuck them,” she said. “You going to submit a play?”“I have to write it first.”“Then write it.”“I will. I’ve already done the long part.”“What’s that?”“Mulling it over.”“Cool. When are you going to. " You wouldn't."I looked Luke square in the eyes. "Dude, I put my reputation on the line for you. My reputation means a lot to me. I'll do whatever I have to in order to protect it. You want me to make your name random again for testing, okay. But the first week you don't test, you're gone."I turned and jogged toward the locker room door. I hoped like hell he believed me."Where do we stand?" Robbie asked with a sigh."Pretty much square one," I answered with a sigh to match. "We have to cast. " I wouldn't do that," I protested.I tried to put on an innocent face and failed miserably. I totally would eat any of her cookies I could get my hands on. They were just too good."Yes you would," she said. "So I'm watching you."I waited until she had her first pan ready to go and was just putting in the oven before I made my move. Like a ninja I darted silently to the mixing bowl and snuck some of the dough from it. It was just as yummy as I expected."That was your only freebie," April said. A few time as I was walking, or should I say teetering, I had to reach a hand under my tray to cup my aching bladder. I was standing there having a light conversation with a table full of guys when all of a sudden I felt a Hotspur of pissed Escape into my panties suddenly. I gasped and looked down and the small stream had apparently gone right through my pants since it was so hard and made a small puddle on the floor exclamation. my pants were not wet on the sides at all but this Strasburg just.