Enid's POV

We managed to get to the theatre in time for the play, entrusting Tristan's latest award to Mirabelle who promised to take it back to the flat.

While we were queuing up, we noticed a separate podium for a few of our fellow theatre goers. They seemed to be getting crossed off a list and I did wonder if they were Tony voters

We saw Poppy and Amit in the bar as well. She was looking forward to it having waited weeks for an appropriate ticket. She'd seen it in London too

'You'll cry buckets' she said to me. 'I did'

We took our seats a couple of rows behind Poppy and her husband and waited for the show to begin. The plot was about three siblings who were tidying up their parents house after their untimely death. Kiera who was playing Mara entered about ten minutes in. The two sisters argued not only about Mara deserting the family, but betraying them by having an inappropriate lover - who kept calling her.

I did cry a little a single tear running down my right cheek in the beginning and noticed one mistake. The sound effect of Mara's mobile phone was supposed to ring at one point but Kiera just carried on and answered it as if it had

Later when the two sisters found an old cassette tape from when they were kids, I cried again tears running down my cheeks.

The play ended with Mara onstage by herself, much happier as she spoke to her secret lover - still unknown by the end of the play

We gave the play a standing ovation and I reminded myself to ask Narinda what Leonora was like the following day

Jarrod slides his hands farther and farther towards my core not stopping until he was between my legs. He spared no time stimulating just the way he knows will give him all my tears as well as jiggles and moans.

Without warning I felt my thighs and calves begin to jiggle and wobble beyond my control. "Mmmm!" I muttered out rather loudly as I felt myself begining to get extremely wet, but not quite at the point yet.

Feeling Camilla's thighs and calves jiggling wildly and beyond her control followed by a loud and sensual moan, elicits me to continue my caresses, adding bumps of my hands against her inner thighs (knowing this turns her on quite intensely), making sure not to push her over the edge, I want to keep her at the edge for a while, to earn her tears of sheer and utmost joy and intense love, to bring the loudest moans and the largest tsunami of tears.

I let out a gasp when I feel Jarrod start bumping his hand against my inner thighs. I can feel myself quickly inching closer to the point. 

Just as my body is about to betray me and release I feel Jarrod move his hands from my inner thighs. I feel him lift them and drop them on the top of my thighs, giving them a squeeze and shake. I feel a strong shot of extacy run up my spine and make me involuntarily arch my back.

When I feel she's about to go over the edge, I remove my hand and pat her quads indulging in the most sensual jiggles I have ever felt. I turn to look at her, she looks in ecstasy, arching her back, demanding my hand back on her most sensitive spot.

I smile as I bring my hand back to her most sensitive spot making her quickly reach the point where she is about to go over the edge, removing it once more, sliding it down to her calf, giving it a playful squeeze and shake, feeling her sexy calf jiggle in my hand.

I turn to look into her eyes...