You’re fingering my arse. Ooh, nice and easy! Tights and easy!’ I peeked around, closed my eyes and bit my lip, my hands smoothing my legs and thi...hs as the man who had fired my boyfriend, had his finger up my arse, through the precious leotard I was wearing for him. Indeed I’ve always worn leotards for men. I like wearing leotards and tights, as much as men like seeing me in them. I now shifted my hips left to right as he frigged me. The friction and the swish my legs made as they touched was. Edwards made her hold the life cycle model and face the class, nobody saw the model, all eyes were glued to the folds of her blouse that hugged her tits, showing off every curve of her swelling orbs, her nipples standing at attention like pencil erasers. She was allowed to return to her seat, she could see every pair of male eyes focused on her hard pink nipples. Her hormones were raging and the attention she was getting just fueled the fire she felt growing in her loins, she needed a release. If I could have gotten Mark away without jeopardising the plan I would have quite happily done so. As it was I just considered the stats again and sighed while I hoped he forgave me.Julia too was a separate issue. If she had been the visitor Mark must have done something spectacular to convince her to sleep over. I couldn't see that happening. I didn't feel too concerned for her but it did leave the sixth person as a mystery.I scrubbed, but it wasn't a matter of cleansing myself of my sins. I. The men are bringing theirs."I sat at the desk in my beautiful home office, and tried to imagine how crazed I would become if someone killed Lisa in front of me, and then killed one of my babies. The rampage I would go on would last as long as I was alive.I have to go, so I went to the bedroom closet, changed into my BDUs, and stuffed some extra clothes into the bag. I grabbed an extra two boxes of .308 ammo before I went out to the car. This wasn't good since I had to leave Lisa here, but I.