.. well, you’ll see.“I don’t know,” I said, unthinkingly, while my brain tried to speed up.“What do you mean you don’t know?” she asked,...in mother tones. “I thought you had this all planned out.”I thought about backgrounds. My mind picture had cloth as a background. Don’t ask me why. The only place in the house that had lots of cloth was my mother’s bedroom. She had drapes in her room, instead of curtains, like all the other bedrooms. There was a bay window in her bedroom, six feet wide and. Leaning her body back, she used her body weight to lift his head clean off the mat exposing it. Bringing the bony part of her left forearm against his face with all the force she could muster; she smashed his cheek and nose. She did this repeatedly as Connors tried to fend her off. Everyone watching could imagine what would have happened without the padding. Even now Connors nose was bleeding a little from her multiple strikes.Freeing himself from her grip he slipped out from under her, rolling. “Jeezus fucking Christ!” she moaned, as his cockhead opened up her labia and his entire shaft rammed into her, until his balls were pressed against her engorged clit. Feeling his hands trace over her lycra encased breasts, she lay back, closed her eyes and raised her feet on the sofa, whilst he bit her gently on her neck. “Lucky cow,” she heard someone say.“Dirty bitch,” said another.“Yeah,” said Sandra, raising herself up for another thrust, “but I’m the dirty bitch with a cunt full of cock.. I roll my eyes as Mrs. Ingram separates us from the rest ofthe group, before placing a slightly larger group- including Nicole andSuriya- slightly to the side of us, the girls who are auditioning for therole of Miss Peters."Okay," Mrs. Ingram says. "Harriet and Suriya, you're first." I standstoically and watch as Harriet and Suriya run through the scene, andapplaud politely as they step off the stage. Kara and Nicole are next,meaning I have to wait until last, much to my dismay. As I get up on.