’ He took my arm and steered me back toward the couch. ‘You just sit here. I’m going to brew you up something that will help you sleep. It’s a... old family recipe.’ He tucked the blanket around my legs and left the room. ‘I found some rum in the liquor cabinet,’ he called from the kitchen. ‘I’m going to make you hot-buttered rum. It will send you right off to sleep.’ ‘You went through my cabinets?’ I bristled at the thought of my things being rifled through. ‘Did you happen to find my underwear. She preferred working Saturday afternoons, if she had to work a Saturday at all. The trade was busier, mostly pints and chips, and there was almost always a football match on the telly. People were just generally happier on Saturday afternoons.The kettle screaming on the cooker woke Robbie. Missy had put the kettle on and then gotten in the shower. Robbie lumbered into the kitchen to pull the kettle and make Missy's tea. He thought of stepping into the shower with her, grabbing her perfect hips. " They look very good, very sexy and I'm Rachel". She stammered her reply, getting a little shy at how open Mel was straight away. She took the rest of her clothes off, grabbed a towel and went towards the showers. Mel soon followed suit.The showers were communal, with a row of six showers either side in a rectangle. Rachel chose one at the end and switched it on. The water was lovely and warm and felt good against her naked skin. Mel chose the shower next to her and switched her shower on. Martin was asked to go and fetch something from the temporary Maths classrooms, which were portababins out the way of the main school campus. Nonchalantly, he walked in on a group of older lads shagging a girl in his year group Stella. At first he thought they were abusing her but realised (in seconds) as her legs were akimbo spread voluntarily wide apart with one of the lads giving her a proper seeing too. The other lads were in various states of nakedness all wanking as they watched. At first.