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The Majestic II

... brushed Betsy's long dark hair back from her shoulder, letting the tips of her fingers touch the girl's neck as she did. "You look so cute in your costume, Betsy. It's very becoming." The blonde's green eyes moved down over her slim body and without knowing why, the pretty little girl felt nervous. Grace smiled again as she pointed up the stairs behind Betsy. "It's almost intermission. You'd better go up and check the ladies lounge and make sure that everything is all right." Betsy scurried up the stairs and put her uneasy thoughts about Grace out of her mind. When she checked the restroom and returned, Betsy heard the film end and she helped the other usherette open the doors. "How's it going?" The other girl's name was Kathy. She was older than Betsy, about seventeen. "It's always confusing on the first night, you'll get used to it." Kathy grinned, she had blue eyes and dark, auburn hair. "Well, I've got to go and help Grace behind the counter, see you later." Betsy watched Kathy hurry away and was impressed by the other girl's shapely legs and the sexy way that her round, firm bottom swayed when she walked. The little brunette looked down at her own slim legs and despaired of their ever filling out. The evening flew by. Everything was so new and so exciting that Betsy hardly noticed. Twice she'd had to flash her light on customers and ask them to stop smoking and she was surprised to note that it gave her a sense of power that she'd never had before. The pretty girl ...

... stopped just inside the doors and looked around the auditorium. This was the second showing and there weren't so many patrons. Betsy only glanced up at the screen from time to time. The movie was filled with gunshots and squealing tires and she didn't care for it much. She wasn't sure if it was a movement or a sound that caught her attention, but something drew her to the seats just to her right. The only people in the last three rows were a couple and from the way that their heads were moving Betsy could tell that they were kissing. The slim little usherette stifled a giggle and craned her neck so that she could see better. Mr. Simpson had told her not to say anything to neckers unless they got out of hand or that people around them complained. Betsy saw the man's arm move away from the lady's shoulder and dropped out of sight, in a few seconds the lady stiffened and then began to kiss him even harder than before! It wasn't so funny now. Betsy felt a small trickle of excitement run down the full length of her spine. Deep inside of her belly the little girl felt her tight little pussy twist and the muscles around it pull. She'd seen other people kissing and messing around before and wondered why this would excite her so much. Moving carefully and slowly, Betsy inched forward so that she could see down the aisle and see what the man was doing to make the lady sigh and wiggle so. The scene on the screen was being done in daylight and it cast a glowing silver light around the theater, ...