She did as she was told. He went to his room to get his bag of goodies. He took his sweet time about it; he wanted her to stew for a few minutes.When ...ob entered her room, he turned to the door and locked it. Putting the bag down on the bed, he began to inspect her. She was wearing a set of pajamas because it was still early in the day and she had not gotten dressed yet. Coming up behind her, he used his hands to start mauling her breasts. He began massaging them, not really being gentle, but. She could tolerate all of that. What Connor had been nagged about, with increasing frequency, were things like his bringing girls over, skipping classes at school, and arguing back to his mother. The last had become something of a cycle between them in recent months."Glad to see you're up," she said, as she carried through a basket of laundry, "I thought I'd have to wake you up again. Twenty minutes to get out the door!" It's okay," Connor said, putting down his spoon for a moment, "Joan can. She had no option of hesitating further as her panties were literally ripped from her body and thrown, torn to pieces, onto the floor.“Shoes off too,” the order snapped from the men.“But ……,” was all she managed to say as she looked at the wet, dirty, slimy floor. A thudding blow struck her in the stomach and she doubled up gasping as the wind was knocked out of her.Colette was quickly swept off her feet in the arms of one of the men and she was bodily dumped. About 2 hours before the start of the game, I went home to change and take a shower. Germany was playing Argentina in the next round of the World Cup. I put on some dark jeans. Some black Adidas Flip Flops. A white German Football Jersey. I put on some black boxer briefs. I grabbed my keys and headed out the door.I drove to a bar near my house. Its kinda of an English pub. I have come there to watch most of the games played so far. They always have all the games on the big screen in the bar..