Then, seemingly magically, Sheila was on her back on the settee with Dianne on top of her as they snogged and Sheila pawed Dianne's big arse."I think ...e should go to bed, don't you, Sheila?" said a very turned-on Dianne."Yeah, I want you naked, " replied Sheila, still caressing Dianne's backside. They finished their glasses of wine but took the bottle upstairs with them as they made their way to Dianne's bedroom, kissing and giggling. They each took a swig from the bottle before locking in a. "What rabble is this I see before me?" The Viscount snarled. "Nothing but artless footlickers, unworthy even for the ill-shod boots of the Boar-Men, whose prowess in battle these youngsters have quite fled, seemingly in pants-wetting terror! These misbegotten and malodorous sheep-humping duchymen indeed have few qualities to recommend them, save that they did possess enough courage to attend our little gathering, having not the wit to take sail to back to their own flea-bitten shores. Truly,. The first thing my eyes saw was twenty-four students — six of them in well fitting but rather worn out looking street clothes and the rest all quite naked. Among the six clothed ones at the far end of the gym I noted Tanisha and Leroy."How come those six are clothed and everyone else is naked?" I asked."Those six have dressed for combat with my Rape-Bots. We try to make these attack situations as realistic as possible by having the students dress as they might be dressed on the street going to. She wouldn't take it, complaining I would get cold, so I wrapped it round her neck a few times, using up the length and explaining that is how it is warmest. She smiled and kissed my cheek. I stood for a millisecond, flesh burning where her lips had touched me, a good burn. I started to wonder about her as I turned my collar up to block the cold. We reached the pub and she walked in first. I followed, pulling off my fogged-up glasses and hearing the familiar shouts of, "Sarah!" and "She's.