As soon as they came home from school, we had a little party. Jack, their dad told them that they were about to get their birthday gift and had them g...ther in the living room with the blinds pulled and the lights down low. He had them all sit down on the couch and then put on some sexy music. I came down the stairs in a skimpy outfit and began to dance around the room showing a lot of skin. I leaned over a lot letting my boobs hang right in their faces shaking them as hard as I could. After two. We had two Physical Education Teachers at my school one was an American, Ex Marine and when you use the term built like a BRICK SHIT HOUSE it sure referred to him. He had an ugly scar running down the side of his face but only added to his masculinity. His wife actually worked at the library and where he was so outright a masculine handsome man she was very plain Jane.However I digress here this reflection actually is about his assistant Mr Peterson, being in a private school all the teachers. I gotta close now, better get ready. I’m going out with him!”“You go girl! See ya!” Replied her friend, before finally closing that hours long phone call. She decided to dress as good as she could, as she wanted to really make an impression on him. She would go by his house, and from there he would pick her up and get to the café.Meanwhile, Bryan was getting on his bike and drove off his driveway. He had a packet secured on his backseat. He usually didn’t do such things this time of the day. He. Vickie tried to dance away, but suddenly her legs were like stone and she had no more than gotten to her feet when Layla was on her. Down she went again when the champion deliberately head butted her, then delivered another right to her jaw. Vickie, her right eye now swollen and puffy began crawling to grab the ropes to pull herself up. Layla, knowing she could get away with it, kicked Vickie in the side. This however, brought a round of boos from the crowd and the referee, feeling he had no.