I mean, what the fuck? This wasn’t my fault, and I didn’t even get a chance to defend myself. How is that fair?Emma’s footsteps caught my attent...on as I saw her exit.“Hey!” I shouted. She started to pick up the pace, not even glancing at me as usual. I moved to follow her, matching her pace.“Hey! What the fuck was that?”“Leave me alone,” she replied, still keeping her head forward. She rounded a corner and into an empty hallway by the dressing rooms. It was after school, and the play wasn’t at. After frantically dealing with urgent business as best as could be managed for a novice to the new internal plumbing arrangements, Paul stormed back into the bedroom. "Wizard!" she screamed. "I'm going to get you for this." "And do what?" a voice said from behind Paul. Paul whirled around to find the wizard standing there, now towering over Paul's mere five-foot height. "Have I not kept to my agreement? Was there not a woman as you had described in your bed this morning?" "Yes, but..." "But you. When she suggested that she might take a lover, i felt a rush of blood and got a little hard on. She noticed this and teased me relentlessly, all of which i was secretly enjoying.. "I take it you like the idea? Your wicked wife out getting Black fucked while little sad and pathetic you stays at home and minces around the house in a little lacy dress, stockings and heels? Andrea asked me to go this club with her and meet some real men, she reckons they'd love me, a married white woman". Andrea. And remember, if my plans work out I won't have periods for nine months."Kelly put the light on and we both realised what a mess we were in. We went to the bathroom and had a shower. While we were showering Linda came out and called through the bathroom door, "Are you OK?" Yes fine," said Kelly, "we just needed a quick wash before we went to sleep."Linda laughed and said, "I know, crying out 'Fuck my arse. Get it right up me, ' doesn't leave much to the imagination. I'm surprised Kirsty didn't.