After the film finished, I was waking home and heard footsteps behind me. I turned and it was the four guys from the cinema. 'Not so fucking brave now...are you?' One of them shouted. I started running and ran into our old house in Grantham, but there was no-one in. They started banging on the door, and I ran upstairs and hid under the spare bed. I thought to myself 'what a stupid bitch you are, hiding in the fucking bedroom'. I heard the door break open and they ran up the stairs, like they KNEW. It was tight fitting and covered about a third of her long beautiful thighs. She had on high red high heels. She pulled me into the house and immediately stuck her tongue down my throat. I asked Ashley why she was so dressed up. She said her and her best friend Beth went shopping for prom dresses today. I saw something move out of the corner of my eye and turned. A girl in a similar dress walked into the room and Ashley introduced her as Beth. I tried to hide my disappointment. I had hoped. “Nah, when a coach wants to make a point, they don’t use big words you have to think about,” I answered. Both men laughed finally.“The apology is appreciated, but not necessary. You did nothing wrong last night and everything you said was the truth ... even if it did sting a bit. Anyway, at the insistence of more than a dozen members of the business community who were there to support you last night, we went over your proposal. Mr. Anton, the attorney from Intercontinental Hotels said yours was. "Shut up, bitch," I said as I pulled her blouse from her skirt and unbuttoned it. She squealed as I pinched and squeezed at her tits. I put my hand over her lips and she choked and coughed as it pushed the wad of towels deeper into her mouth.I swung her around and dragged her skirt up over her hips. I pulled her pants down around her knees. Her arse was framed by her garter belt and stockings. I took her from behind, grunting as I pushed my cock inside her lifting her up on her toes as I pushed.