I was an international skier and rugby player, so knew I could pretty much hold my own.“Why don’t you shut the fuck up and apologise to the lady?�...� I asked.Laughing, he replied: “She’s no lady — she’s a fucking slut!”"Please let's just go!" Emily practically begged.“It's OK, Em. I've got this," I reassured her before turning back to the brute in front of me."I’ve asked you nicely to apologise and I won’t ask again. Now apologise to the lady and leave.”“What are you going to do about it, little. A window was open somewhere and she could hear the constant tap-tap of a door down the landing. Lucy’s was a large rambling house which was once an old school but along with the old barn had been converted in the 1980s. She loved that her bedroom was in the back, where she could look out at the little orchard at the bottom of their huge garden. As a child she had been frightened of the shapes made by the old walnut tree, lit by the full moon outside her window. Now she loved it, her fertile. "She played on the fact that Eric is scared to death of you. Actually, I guess we all did. Eric is a bully who is used to getting his way. Walt and Sean are both so laid back, he probably would have rolled right over them. You put a stop to that and I think Eric has disliked you since then."Adam's eyes widened."Well, I mean, we weren't best buddies or anything, but I didn't dislike Eric," he said. "I didn't get the impression he disliked me, either."Mary laughed."Well, he did," she said. "He. In a few minutes she was stark naked in our living room. the curtains were open and i noticed she was not uncomfortable about this. I got her to the window of our second floor apartment and where i knelt and licked her wet, juicy cunt while she stood holding the window frame exposed to anyone watching from the road side from waist upwards. Soon she was dripping with honey from her lovepot and I knew i could take it a step ahead.I sttood up and asked her if she would come with me to the office.