There lay Jennifer passed out nothing but a black tank top and black panties. It looks like the roofies I had put in to her drink had worked. She must...have had just enough time to change before she fell asleep. I took my time and looked around her room going through her stuff till I found her underwear drawer. I pulled out a few pairs of her panties till I found a pair I liked that I didn't think she would miss. I then turned my attentions to her; my dick was getting hard in anticipation of. I work in adminand can work from home a lot.She came home the other day very excited about a charity event herwoman's group was going to hold and that the husbands would be thewaitresses and kooks. It was going to be an evening event with a smalldance area and guests would buy tickets. My wife's ladies group would beguests as they wanted to be relieved of duties as they worked hard duringthe year for various charities. This was their off time.Our uniform was decided and she said she wanted me. He told me he would have killed you too, if he could."Laura shuddered. "God... I guess he would have. Is he still in prison?"Trina smiled bitterly. "He still in prison. His sentence is twenty-five years."Laura could still remember being held down while Gerald raped her, and how she had climaxed in spite of herself, making everything worse. She was so distracted by her own thoughts, her own guilt, that she didn't notice the big tears sliding down Trina's cheeks until they began to drip from her. It revolves around one weekend in Munich when the top female players were competing at an indoor tournament. The girl I’d been coaching was due to play a semi final on the Saturday so on Friday we were practising hard, because she was scheduled to play none other than the world no.1 at the time Martina Hingis. The swiss Miss was Martina’s moniker, and I knew she could be quite feisty, but had no idea just how demanding she could be! After practise I’d been relaxing in the lounge when I saw her.