Secretly of course I really admired them as theywore shorter skirts than were allowed, as well as make-up, hence were theclosest we had to bad girls a... my school in the early 70s and we all knewthat bad girls were the best kissers - not that we wanted to kiss, butthey knew what made it good.In hindsight it was obviously stage make-up which was nothing like real,feminine make-up, however being unaware of the difference, I wasecstatic. Because we had the earlier roles before the interval,. After my 50 laps I got out and headed for the shower. Chaz or his buddy hadn’t finished yet so it was just me. I stood there for a while and also washed myself. After 10 minutes, Chaz and Mike walked in. They were both naked and saw me and made their way over. Mike had black hair, a masculine face and a nice body. He was fully shaven and had a massive cock, it would have been bigger then mine by at least an inch. “Hey Rob, this is Mike, he’s one of my swimming mates” Chaz said I shook Mike. "Stay home with me," he begged looking into her dark eyes, praying she would. "Come on. He doesn't deserve you," he said feeling tears in his eyes thinking of all the times his Dad, her husband had broken her heart with false promises and the nights of never coming home."Oh baby, please! We can't do this, it's so wrong," she said panting for air, pulling away from him, seeing a horrible look cover his handsome face. "If I've ever done anything that you took wrong, I'm so sorry," she added. If there was a more fitting and worse punishment for Evelyn, this was certainly it. Of all the people fed up with her antics, Franziska was at the top. She was only a couple years older, but the giant of a woman was much more refined and dignified. They weren't enemies, but they were each others biggest fans. When Evelyn was finally captured, it was her that jumped at the opportunity to reign in the unconventional woman.As Evelyn dwelt on the gravity of her situation, her hands were shackled.