Mary's face was pressed into the mattress, I could hear her muffled groans of pleasure. Patrick grabbed her hair and pulled her head back as he fucked...her. He fucked her hard."You're my bitch now, you hear me cunt? You're my fucking bitch,You are a slut aren’t you? Say it bitch, tell me you’re a slut, tell me you’re my slut and I'll fuck you when and where I want. You understand that bitch.You are my bitch now, do you hear me slut, do you hear me?" Yes, my god, oh, uhhhhh, sweet jesus. Mary. Mezzanine Weight & Gymnastics Room, Medway High School11:41am, Thursday, November 29, 1979“Ohhhh! Gaaawwwdddd! Tempeeeee!” Shannon cried out as her second orgasm neared within our Energists’ Time-stop bubble. Tempe was going to town, trying to clean out my earlier gooey deposit from Shannon’s shaved pussy as the cheerleader reclined on the padded weight-lifting bench.Tempe, Shannon and I somehow found our way into this particular groupings’ first threesome of fun, after we did a full body. "Yeah, I don't think I have spoken to them in 8 years, maybe longer. They were folks that never should have gotten married. Never should have had a kid. Let's just talk about something else, something better." Okay. But I want you to know that there isn't a day that I am not grateful that they had a kid."He smiled and whispered a "Thank you." His face tight and stoic.She moved in front of him, and wrapped her arms around him, holding his head against her chest."You and I will talk about this. Sally also found a cheque for a quarter of a million pounds!her money troubles were now over!in gratitude she returned to west sussex-she finds mr Winterbottom deeply morose-Maureen had recently died-and so too his newly re-found love of painting.Sally goes into a shop in soho-she buys a copy of a magazine called ‘Janus’-‘my god!some people are really into this stuff|!’ she says goggle eyed-after reading it she is about to throw it in the bin…a few days later Sally was back at Winterbottoms.