There you are you little fuckin bitches. You owe me a lot of money and Im taking you back until you work off every penny. Aha, just in time. Pak Sing ...xclaimed as he rubbed his hands in delight. The final reel has arrived. Then he turned to the girls and said, Now comes the exciting conclusion. Who the fuck are you? Jack asked the old man. You better get the fuck out of my way if you dont want to get hurt. Oh good, the menacing threat. Pak Sing explained. That lets the audience know that he is. They probably were. I took my stuff out to my car and put it in the trunk before getting in and driving to work. I gave the building one last sullen look as I opened the driver’s door - as if I’d been kicked out of the gym - and then I got in noticing a couple of the women watching me from the windows as I left.Work was another day filled with rumors and wild speculation. The newest rumor was that we were shutting down because we were getting a military contract to make explosives, and everyone. Headmaster Venn, as old as the hills and twice as stalwart, has a fetish in blades that he uses to great martial effect. But prophesy speaks of a Chosen One who will surpass them all and, if the gods will it, break the hold that the Queen has over the land.This Chosen One is the Panty Raider."Out of my way!" screamed Cinthea. "He's right behind me!"The tall, rust-haired elf sprinted down the halls of the academy, buffering students as she passed. She was a striking specimen, with lean, shapely. I followed the shape of her breasts, smaller than mine (she’s a C cup if you are interested) past her belly to her short white skirt to look at her beautifully toned legs, gained from long days walking the hospital wards, as she crossed them the skirt slipped up showing some of her thigh I could feel my breathe change and I may have sighed.“Are you looking up my skirt you dirty mare?” I flushed at the question and idea that I’d been caught, before retorting.“Of course I am you gorgeous.