"Fuck you punk bitches." I heard one of them say. We stood up and started a big fight in the middle of the lunchroom. They took away trays about 3 yea...s ago because of the danger of using them in fights. I hit one in the eye and another in the nose. One crying and holding his nose and the other knocked out. Security quickly got there and put us in cuffs and called the ambulance. I was sitting back smiling at the small victory, when I looked over and saw a group of girl all staring at me. Theres been a few times I'veseen you out in the garden in jeans or pants, or flat shoes, or thosehideous pink sneakers you have, and not wearing makeup. Now I know thismight be because Allen is away or whatever, but I really don't want tosee you dressing in anything even remotely masculine again. I also wantyou to wear full makeup every day. If i see you slacking, I will punishyou. And for a little extra fun Janice, I'd like to see you dress a lotyounger than your age. I've always dreaded. We chatted quite a lot and always when she was in work she spent her evenings with her soon to be husband or at home. Her mother was very controling and wouldn't let her out unless with fiance.Our physical relationship got started when I asked to see her tits. Ann was in work when I asked, so she went to the loo (restroom) and sent me a picture of them to my mobile. I told her they were lovely and I would love to suck them. I asked would you like that? "i'd love that" was her reply. "We will. I wanted more than anything for his safety, but if I wasn't with him there really wasn't a thing I could do for him."I just want for your safety, to know that you WILL come home to me." I sobbed once more. A soft chuckle escaped his lips. "The worst that could happen to me is stubbing my toe." He smiled and pulled me in for a passionate kiss. Our lips crashed hard against one anothers. The sweet scent of his skin intoxicated my brain, and I melted into his body. He held me up, still kissing.