"The men then closed in around her and suddenly the tall black man stuck his tongue down her throat. She turned her head and struggled but he was stro...g. Meanwhile the white guy moved in. The white man moved behind her and began stroking her buttocks and sliding his hand into her knickers. Despite herself she felt the tingling feeling in the groin, but instead of the pleasure she usually felt, she felt the arousal mixed with disgust and fear. The black man was rubbing his hand up and down her. On Lyndia's left were Eric the bartender and Allen, the cook. Eric was a biker. He wore his blonde hair long and dirty looking to match his beard. He was trim and muscular looking. Allen was an immense black guy with the meanest face I'd ever seen. He looked like he's just as soon rip off a head as anything but it was a lie. He actually was a great guy with a terrific sense of humor. When he laughed, which was often, his whole face would light up.Sitting in a chair pulled away from the table. Tea was hurried and I was soon dragging him upstairs to bed just like two teenagers do after the adults have left the house. I lie on the bed, lift and part my legs then pull back the front of my zipped up skirt, he stands in front of me taking in the view“Take your clothes off” I tell himI watch as his cock springs back up out of his pants, all big and hard again, he climbs in between my leg and I’m hoping he’s going down on me again straight away. He starts kissing my foot, then up my leg. Considering the day I've had, I don't think anyone would buy a nap. So why aren't you at school?" Mandatory suspension for fighting. We were at a meet yesterday when two guys snatched some woman's purse. One of the guys on the team went after them, caught them too. I went after him and saved him from getting his face rearranged. It was totally legit, stupid, but still justified. Anyway, you know the school system's stance on violence. Bob said not to worry about it but the suspension is.