Page 60 of Begin Again Again

“I’ll be enjoying it more in about eight minutes. Five if Sal only does one song…”

The blonde emcee stopped mouthing along to a remix of “A Little Bit Alexis” and held up their hands. “Beautiful children, I’m about to leave you but don’t worry, you’ll be in safe hands. First up we have the delicious, the delightful, the sometimes-frightful, Musk-Skank Sally!”

Beth whooped and applauded along with the crowd.

Byron lowered his mouth to her ear. “I told them to be Fruity Sal-ad. Or Skankenstien. Or Count Skankular, if they were married to the skank thing.”

Beth giggled. Maybe it was the sugar, but she felt giddy, almost high. The music cut out and the crowd fell silent. Byron clapped a hand over his eyes.

A loud electronic beat vibrated through the room, shaking the Coke in Beth’s glass. She watched as a short person slipped onto the stage. They were gorgeous, dark-haired, and busty in a frothy negligee and yellow rubber gloves.

“Is that…?”

Byron peered through a gap in his fingers and closed them again. “That’s my sister.”

Beth cheered as Sal Thomas took the stage. They pouted theatrically, hands on hips, as the emcee wheeled what looked like a portable sink on stage. A disembodied male voice boomed through the speakers.

“Babe, I don’t want to come home from work and see the place looking like this. Can’t you clean up a bit?”

Sal stepped up to the sink and mimed washing dishes, mouth turned down at the corners.

“I’m going to the pub with the boys. I’ll see you later.”

Sal raised both hands in a ‘what the fuck?’ gesture.

“Don’t nag! I don’t know when I’ll be home! And clean the fucking house.”

“Is this a real thing that happened?” Beth yelled at Byron over the music.

“Nah, it’s bit of my dad, a lot of their dickhead ex.”

There was a door slamming effect and then Sal glanced over both shoulders. When they saw they were alone, they flashed the audience a devilish smile. Beth’s heart squeezed. Until that moment, she wouldn’t have picked Sal and Byron for siblings, but they had the same transformative smile… and a pretty similar haircut, now she was paying attention.

She watched Sal squat to the stage floor and gyrate back up. The crowd cheered as they spun and whirled and kicked the air, then they stopped and gave an exaggerated wink. Ducking beneath the sink, Sal pulled a huge purple dildo from the bottom shelf and raised it like a trophy. Beth whooped along with the crowd as Sal peeled off one glove and then the other, alternating the cock from hand to hand.

“Are they doing the thing with the knob?” Byron asked, his palm still over his eyes.

Beth watched Sal slap their right boob with the dildo. “Yeah, uh, maybe keep your eyes closed?”

“You don’t have to tell me.”

Sal flashed the audience another wide smile before gripping the dildo with both hands. The beat climbed as they raised the toy like a blade. The audience applauded, Beth applauded and Byron moaned from behind his hand. Then the beat dropped, and Sal closed their eyes, plunging the dildo between their thighs like a solider stabbing a fallen enemy. They began miming furious masturbation to the roars of the crowd.

Beth half-laughed, half-cheered as Sal got on all fours and continued pumping the toy, ass shaking like a bowl of jelly.

“I can appreciate you don’t want to watch, but they’re really good,” she shouted to Byron over the music.

“Mmmm.”

Beth watched as Sal sprayed the front row with sudsy water, soaked themselves with novelty sponges and pretended to pound themselves with items that were definitely not designed for penetration. As the song reached its apex, Sal peeled down their soaked blue and white negligee to reveal the biggest tits Beth had ever seen, capped with blue and white tassels. Everyone screamed as Sal spun and jiggled, grinning from ear to ear, and Beth wished Dolly was with her. This was exactly the kind of show she loved. Then the music snapped off and Sal gave their boobs one last squeeze before folding their arms around themselves and taking a bow. “Thank you!” they mouthed, then skipped away to applause that shook the warehouse. Byron clapped along, his eyes still shut fast. “They gone?”

“Almost… now!”

Byron’s eyes flew open. He blinked. “How were they?”

“Seriously so talented! Andcute!”

“Cool. I’m glad you liked it.”

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