"You're going to earn me the money backto pay for your lovely make over, then Mr Steve might even allow you tokeep enough of your earnings to pay for ...our own make up and clothes." No," was all Mark said."What do you mean 'no' Nancy? You've got no choice if you don't wantto be beaten senseless." Sam wanted to see him put into action, shewas getting quite wet at the thought and by now all the others hadgathered round."You have to believe me that I don't want anyone to be beatensenseless, but. We’re surrounded. Then someone’s hand is giving the back of my head a hard shove. The angle is well-judged. Taken by surprise, I have no time to stop my face hurtling into Topsy’s bosom; chocolate, cream and jam adhering to my face. I give a little puff, some of the cream flying off. Gingerly, I wipe my eyelids clean, seeing the hurt and anger in Topsy’s eyes. The other women are screaming and cheering loud enough to give a fighter jet a run for its money, seemingly completely insensitive to. "You're sure?" I asked. "Oh yes, Coach, I didn't even know who they are, I just came for the ride," Matt shrugged. "Well thanks," I said, giddy with excitement at meeting my favourite band and the lead singer who I jerked off to a million times in high school and college. "It's the least I can do after all you did for me," Matt said. We drank our beers, I bought a round of shots and then I met the band. They were really nice, I got a picture with them, that I texted to my wife, and Maddie Wild,. Instead of one or two other men there were two men and a woman sitting in the room having a drink. If I can remember correctly they were in their late 40's or early 50's.One of the men was there with his wife. In conversation it became obvious that they met occasionally for sex together and it wasn't long before all inhibitions were dropped and physical action commenced. I was offered a drink, but I declined as at that age I wasn't too fond of alcohol. The woman (wife) asked me to come and sit.