#291242 - So as the poet got up her name is Susan Wheeler she makes this announcement that no audio recordings allowed and that security will be making sweeps to make sure, sorry people it’s my publisher’s idea not mine and again sorry so I whisper sorry honey you heard her I’ll buy the book ok and I turned off my phone the lady in front of me giggled softly at my talking to my recorder. So I took it to the next level, I slid my right hand that was up against the wall along her butt and she never said anything or moved. She leaves me standing there wondering what to do and Cheryl comes back out saying so, did you enjoy fucking her the other night or weren’t you going to say anything about that? I looked at her, she giggled saying she told me about this man that was talking to his phone and I knew it was you, but I wanted you to tell me, so, tell me step by step what happened and I might even let you fuck her again if I can watch it that is.