“So, you guys on break?” Tegan asked, making casual conversation.“Sort of. We’ve got jack shit to do until we start tearing down in the mornin....”Feeling like she’d hit a conversational dead end Tegan turned slightly to look out at the crowd while she took a moment to think. She hadn’t fully intended it when she came over here but it did not escape her that there were two of them, apparently with some free time, and she had two condoms left in the slut kit Jackson had bestowed upon her. She had. ?Spread? But why? I say, my voice shaking. Scared, of been sexually violated, knowing that I cannot complain to anyone. ?Now!? he orders, ?I will not ask again?. Slowly, I shuffle my legs apart, still wearing my platform high heels. ?Further? He orders, as I spread further, my feet nearly one meter apart. He pulls out a rubber glove, puts it on, as he explains, ?I need to check to see if you have hidden any contraband inside your orifices, if I experience and resistance, on your behalf, I will. His broad shoulders framed her. His strong arms and hands wrapped around her made her feel small, feminine, and sexy. She met his gaze. As he continued to look into her eyes, his hands came up over her. She felt her body respond to his firm touch. She watched his hands reach the top of her shirt, and to her surprise he gave a sharp pull. Buttons flew off as her shirt parted for him. He unfastened her bra and guided her out of it and her shirt. As his hands came down on her breasts, she could. "You are ten years younger you should be able to run me into the ground." I said. I was already headed for the free standing bleachers to leave my towel and water bottle. Then on to a counter clockwise lap of the field. I ran off setting a not too fast but a nice steady pace. Something around seven miles an hour I would think. She struggled to keep up. Since she was always behind me. I didn't know she dropped out at the bleachers till I past her on my last couple of laps.I was out of breath and.