"You know Tiff, I have a barely controllable urge to kiss your belly." I'd let you, but then you'd want to see the one farther down and if I let you s...ee that one I'm afraid you would have a heart attack. I can't afford to lose any of my good tippers."This kind of banter went on for months and then one day I came in to find that Tiff wasn't her usual cheery self."Got a problem Tiff?"She slid into the booth across from me. "My asshole boyfriend just told me to move out. He said he was moving to. The guys high fived him as he stepped back. It sucked being the first but fuck did she suck a good cock. ‘What’s your favourite letter Tom?’ Tasha asked. ‘TD. My initials he announced proudly.’ She smiled. I have three myself. ‘DP, DV, DA. And it doesn’t stand for district attorney.’ She laughed but was cut off by Ron shoving his hard thick black cock into her yapping mouth. ‘The only thing that should come out of a bitch’s mouth are gargles, pleas of joy and cum if she can’t swallow it in. We fell into bed together. I laughed nervously.I reached down and felt his cock. My hand was flat against it and I moved away a little bit so I could see and so I could masturbate him. I put my thumb and forefinger around it and stroked a little. I stroked the entire length. I reached down further and cupped his balls. I felt his tummy muscles tense, then relax. I fingered his balls a bit and I couldn’t make heads or tails of them. Why did men have such a goofy addition to their anatomy? I. And having removed the mic'ed headset from her ear, I saw her tongue sweep across her delicious mouth."Joseph," I introduced myself."I know," she said shyly, eyes darting away.Barb, the director who had interviewed me and allowed this final audition entered the room. Like the cute woman's costume, she was opposite to her: Tall and a bit heavy and blonde and supremely confident. "Take a shower and meet me on stage," she ordered me."Yes ma'am," I replied obediently, exiting the large workshop.