I had been suspicious about him for some time, so I kept him under observation. Yes, I caught him taking the stuff. He walked through the door without...attempting to pay.” “Well done, I will take it from here.” and he marched out of the room. She turned to me. “Give me your wallet”. I handed it over. She studied the contents. ‘I see you don´t live too far away from here. So it would be fairly embarrassing for you when the local papers get wind of this,’ she said with a sneer. She sat at her. A pair of lavender high heels completed the look. I couldn't understand the drastic change in outfit, but I suspected that she probably dressed that way as a part of today's lecture. I didn't know what meaning it would hold, but I wasn't going to give her the satisfaction of knowing I had been distracted by it.I glanced off to the side of the lecture stage where Katrina sat. She was watching me in turn. Today she was wearing a white blouse which flowed with her curves like it had been designed. The door hadn't even finished closing before she had another bite in her mouth.***Sarah found her red elastic top, washed and folded neatly, that the coaches had left on the bleacher seat for her, along with a couple of white athletic towels. Sarah smiled. They had anticipated her coming to watch; an athlete's addiction. Sarah placed a folded towel on the aluminum bench and sat down, the soft cloth feeling good against her bare ass. She propped her feet up on the other towel comfortably and. She was some number I have to tell you. I wondered how she could stamp a foot sitting inside a pair of six inch heels with such authority and let her boobs vibrate with passion like some movie star with better than average acting credentials.Her name was Immaculata and that made me laugh because with those looks it was highly unlikely that was her status at all. I could take a gander in her pretty eyes and tell that she had lots of experience taking it in every opening and loving every minute.