“Oh, it’s you, the grubby one. Don’t gawp. Put the tray down over there. You can wait while we drink it. Turn to face the wall. I’m sure the s...ght of Celia’s tits won’t be helping your poor locked cock.”Celia giggled and, red-faced, I did as Gloria asked. Standing facing the wall I could hear them pouring their tea and the chink of cups, but then the sound was replaced by something much more intimate with both women giggling and little squeals and sighs.Then I hear Celia say, “It seems a shame. Why wasn't Emily in detention? She asked herself, already knowing the answer. Well, it isn't good business to put the superintendent's daughter in detention; she answered her own question. The bell rang. Mara tossed her books into her flimsy backpack and rushed out the door. Outside of school, she spotted her friend Daria waiting for her. "Why the hell didn't Emily the Strange get detention?" was her greeting. "You know why," Mara replied bitterly, "Daddy dearest would give them less funding.". “Do you like it when I fuck you like this?” He yanked me back against him and held me there, the tip of his cock pressing against my inner walls. I heard him mumble “oh, fuck!” under his breath before pushing me back off him. “I’m going to doggy fuck you like the bitch you are! How do you like that, whore?” He grunted a few times, his dick still pounding my pussy like there was no tomorrow, each thrust an obvious show of his command over me. The first tear fell and I felt ashamed. Six years. And I think it’s time for me to exercise the same kind of adventurous spirit as them ... So that’s why I’m applying to be on the show ... Because I want to try something different ... To challenge myself ... Conquer my fears...” She pauses, then breaks out in a big, white-toothed smile, adding, “Because I’m a dirty cunt, so I am!”We cut back to watch her training her client. Her business may be called “X-Fit”, but she seems to be doing a far more sedate routine – toning exercises rather than.