I walked in backstage and two dancers were in there. One girl was sitting on top of a table and the other one was eating her pussy. It wasn't unusual.... A lot of girls have sex back stage along with doing a little cocaine. I didn't do d**gs at that point in my life.Anyway, I started freshing up while listening to the girls moan and calling each other sluts and whores. It was actually a turn on for me."You want some of this?" Said the girl doing the licking.I walked over to the table, glanced down. She would shift her round plump ass, trying to let them out quietly, but usually failed to Angies great amusement. Angie would usually respond by leaning to one side and letting out a monstrous un-ladylike fart without shame. Amy would then laugh at herself, and continue whatever it was she was doing. They had grown closer as friends, but their sexual tension grew each day. If Mary heard Angie fart loudly (which was often), she would instantly turn into a puddle. Sometimes Mary would masturbate. "But, you saw my...?" I saw your pussy," I interrupted her.My cock was completely hard. I had never said anything like that to her before. She continued brushing her teeth in silence. The tension in the room was palpable. I was enjoying it, but I decided to try to lighten the mood and said, "No big deal. I can handle seeing a naked girl." Well maybe I don't want my brother looking at my vagina," she shot back."Next time don't take your shorts off then," I called after her as she walked out of. So I applied, was asked for an interview at a fairly anonymous agency,had to do a test meal, and found myself in what I was told was the finalinterview round. I showed up at this incredibly posh office, and waslead into an intimidating large office. A tall, fit man came out frombehind a massive desk. He looked like the rugby type, the sort I'dalways been both intimidated and dismissive of.He shook my hand and slapped my shoulder in false bonhomey. Such Alphamale behaviour always set my.