She normally liked to meet in a bar near work and she couldn’t quite work out why she had asked May to come to her home. But figuring that it didn�...t matter she didn’t allow herself to think too much about it. What was important was that things were done right by May. She had a determination to ‘do the right thing’ even if she couldn’t quite articulate why the situation had gone wrong. May arrived just after 8. Seeing the worry in May’s eyes, Miss Davenshaw gave her a hug partly in sympathy,. It was Reggie who did this to you?” I confirmed.“Yeah. I told the sheriff’s guy who it was. I haven’t heard what they’re going to do about it though. I think my mom is driving them crazy down there trying to find out if he’s been arrested.”“Good for her,” Sharon nodded.“Do you know why he attacked you?” I wondered.“Nope. Just came up behind me and clouted me in the back of the head. Knocked me dizzy and on the ground. Then the beating started.”“I don’t get it. Why? What did you ever do to him?”. You pick your own initiation event from this football helmet. Whatever is written you HAVE to do. Agreed?" Yup agreed," I said. If all the rumors I had heard were accurate I was interested, intrigued and quite honestly turned on.The room cheered and more swigs were taken.I placed my hands in the helmet and picked out a card. The card had a number 4 on it. Misty took the card and opened it up. She read four names on it, and all four of the guys came up front, stood next to me and Misty walked. "Ooooo, baby! You're driving me crazy like this! Mmmmmmm, work them, Greg! Work my tits up till they're so tight they burst!"His fingers played across the heaving globes. He rubbed her nipples until she was writhing from the glowing passion in them. He dropped his hand down to her navel and teased her for a few minutes. Then he went for her pussy. She gasped in painful pleasure as he fingered the lips of her cunt. She moaned in tormented delight as he ran his finger inside and rubbed her clit..