Part 2Kelly was now becoming pissed. It was after eleven o'clock and she was still doing sidework. They had stopped seating at ten, and everyone had b...en gone by a little past 10:30 - everyone except her. For the last forty minutes, she had been doing nothing but bullshit jobs. Each time she thought she was finally finished, Laura would coolly look up from the papers she was going over at the bar and calmly inform her of yet another trivial thing that she needed to do. Clean this, fill that,. And Hilda fit. There was feet of headroom and the buckets the shop installed were last years racing seats on shop made sliders ... Hilda’s boobs were no longer a deterrent! She was so enthusiastic about actually DRIVING the instructors snuck in a few freebies.Of the 8 girls and one guy, Hilda made the most progress and advanced to skillful.“It’s too damn bad that girl is so damn big,” said Skip. “She’d have a chance at the pros if she was smaller. Not that I mind her size ... watching her walk. It was an old woman of frightful aspect. Her iron grey hair was long and straggly, her dark eyes deeply set under beetled brows, her nose and chin long and pointed. The hands that emerged from the sleeves of her black dress were long and bony. She was, beyond any shadow of a doubt, a witch and the owner of the castle on the hill."What a pretty sight, a handsome shepherd boy and his comely lass," she cackled. "A fine addition to my collection she shall be."The shepherd boy tried to stand. Fire. I sucked and slurped all over his length, feeling the ridges of his veins with my tongue.He pulled me off.I, kneeling back on my heels, looked up at him."Let's do it now," he said.Fear hit me, like a leaden ball in my guts. I stood up, pussy dripping slime, and preceded him to the basement.On the coffee table, I draped my body, on my back. I began to shiver.He fastened my arms to the legs of the table, and placed a tight belt around my waist.I waited to see what he would do to hold my legs.