It doesnt feel right. i get to the door but my feet wont move. the click of the lock on the door seems louder than it ever has. Tiffany! i hear him ye...l behind me. before i could run out the door he grabs my hair and throws me to the stairs. what the fuck do you think your doing? are you leaving me? the man who has put up with your shit for years? you are a bitch just like your mom! he began to yell in my face. i wasnt leaving you! i was going to the hospital! for what to tell them your. “You are a bad girl. That’s for sure. I don’t know, get a tent or something if you must make hoo-ha in the yard though. It would be more neighborly.” Then he turned and gave Bob a strange look. “Bob, come and see me tomorrow, boy. You need a talking to, I think.” Then he waved vaguely and turned to trudge back to his house, shaking his head in bemusement.Susie broke out laughing. “Wow, that was so fucked up. Old man Smith really got an eyeful of my bod. I think he was hot for me.” She jumped. Fucking herself. Her breath starting to come a bit harder. He lets out a low, wolfish whistle and jabs his buddy in the ribs. He Hisses:?"Lookit what we have here Bob... and you said nothing ever happened on Monday nights in this town..." he snickers audibly as Bob looks over and almost chokes on his beer. They both stand stunned for a few seconds, holding their sticks, uh, cues.?The scene is not lost on the bartender. He moves behind the bar- behind her and leans in to smell her red hair and. When he got there he found the gym to be deserted. However, he heard voices coming from the equipment room, and went to investigate. He figured that Lisa must have been helping some of the pupils put the trampoline away.The door was open just a little bit, and Phil peeked inside before he dared enter. The sight that greeted him was somewhat unexpected. Three of Lisa's sixth form pupils stood in front of her wearing nothing but smiles. They were obviously very aroused because their young cocks.