He watched every move. He stared at my breasts. I took the letter, crossing and re – crossing my legs, making sure he go an eyeful each time. I want...d him hot and horny by lunchtime. All morning I stretched and bent in a most unladylike manner, giving him a little flash every now and then. Once I had to pick up my pen that had ‘dropped’ out of my hand, and I bent over from the waist, knowing he was looking at my stocking tops and thighs. I loved it. I loved it because I knew what was coming. So. The woman I greeted was a different person from the Pamela I saw last week. Her face was puffy and bruised and her eyes were wet with tears. She was wearing rumpled sweats and sneakers. "What happened Pammy? Who hit you?" B-Betty, she punched me out, I told her she was fat and ugly, and she slapped me and called me bad names, but I was horny and tried to make lo- fuck her but she pushed me and I had to mastur- play with my pussy and she punched me but I was so hot I kept rubbing my clit and...". I strutted out into the back yard and plopped down on a sun chair next to Emily.“You’re looking hot as ever babe, even if you are 32.” Emily told me as she eyed my 5'7 , 115 lbs. body up and down.“Thanks hun, you too.” I replied with a wink and a smile.“Now let’s get you oiled up.” Emily said as she poured the slippery liquid into her hands.I turned over on my stomach and undid my top so she could get my back first. The sun warmed my body as Emily glided her hands over my back.“Mmmm, that feels. I just couldn’t figure out why my accuracy tonight was off. All the towns people had driven three hours to support the team excited to have an outlet from the mundane jobs. As I looked over in the stands I could see the disappointment in their face and heard their groans as I missed an easy fast break lay-up I made all the time. The week had been filled with college scholarship talk and I was feeling invincible before the game started. Now, I was having trouble making one of two making spikes.