We've filed a formal protest and I expect that the Marauders' coaching staff is going to get a serious reprimand at the very least -- but if you retur... the favor, you'll blunt things. You can run them into the ground if you like, but I want to see NO UNSPORTSMANLIKE CONDUCT! Make 'em hurt -- but do it all legally, with good solid tackles. They've been practicing intimidation on other teams for a long, long time -- I'd like to see THEM worry -- and YOU can make that happen! Outplay them! Grind. That done, she laid back, and lifted her butt, hooking her fingers into her panties and skirt and removing them , slowly down her thighs, then with her butt replanted on the floor, she raised her legs vertical and bending the knees, removed them altogether. In doing so, she had delivered to me a sight of her pubescent pussy, fuzzy, slightly open, wet with her pee. Oh my, sorry Mr Jons she said as she parted her naked legs and another stream of clear pee issued from between her lips, across the. She snatched her purse and made it all the way down to her car before realising she didn't have panties on. She shrugged it off and got to the post office with a small wet patch on the back of her dress. She put the cardigan around her waist to hide it and entered the post office. "What do you need hun?" The woman behind the counter had stiff silver hair and a politely disinterested smile. "I need to post this?" She held up the small package and the woman nodded, taking it from her and putting. " Please, Mistress, I can't! She's..." Quiet!"Mistress Gray looked down at the bound woman."You begged to be my slave," she said, "and I accepted you. All that was yours, now belongs to me. You will do what you are told. When you don't, you'll be punished, as you will be now." But..."Slap!"We go through this every month," said Mistress Gray, in a somewhat bored tone. "For the last six months, and I'm getting tired of it. You'll spend the next few hours here, getting prepped for your meeting.