After a few seconds, he took off for the next car. A couple of minutes later I saw him turning across the median and coming back our way."Stay down! H...'s coming back." When he passed us going the other way he must have been doing 90. "I'm going to get off the interstate up ahead at the Mount Airy exit and take the old Highway 52."After I was headed south again, I found a convenient place to pull off onto the shoulder. "OK, Ma'am, you want to come up front and tell me what the hell is going. O-okay ... okay, I can help."Bessa let out a gusty, relieved sigh, and Amanda thought she caught the faint glistening of tears on Bessa's face. Bessa sniffled once. "Listen t' me. I'm so stupid. Jus' some dumb washing maid thinkin' she was so bloody brave jus' cuz she stood up t' that bitch Larra." You're not stupid, Bessa," Amanda said. "And I loved what you did back there. And what you did for me the other night when you saved me from Halno's punishment"Bessa stared and blinked. "Wot?" I know. They stood as Doug tidied himself up and Dee and Mich covered themselves.“Come on let’s move on,” I said, “I want to get some pics of you girls on the High Street.”We walked through the alley, I hadn’t realised how close to the main drag we had been, anyone could have caught us, but the narrow passageway must have deterred people from taking this short cut. On the High Street Mich and Dee started by flashing their stocking tops, then letting a couple of older guys get a feast of their lingerie. I was a nervous wreck at work on Friday, and apprehensive about how things would at the game that night. It was one thing to have my boss fucking Sarah, but I didn’t want things to get too much out of control, especially since I knew that all seven of the other men planned on coming to the game.Sarah wore her tightest and most revealing yoga pants on Friday night. She was also wearing a tight, low-cut yoga top that showed a lot of cleavage, her bulging tit flesh, and the obvious outline of her.