”He offered me the bottle even as my mind took in what he’d said and I realised I was being fucked raw by a poz cock.I took a sniff and felt mysel...f relax into it. He was sliding rhythmically in and out, all the time talking to me as if we were waiting for a bus or something. It was bizarre, and yet it seemed to distract me from worrying about what I was doing.Suddenly, the door opened and the pudgy guy from the front desk came in with a black bin-liner.“Don’t mind me!” He said. “Seen it all. The loge would have seated eight, but after Michael came out to start the concert, the four realized they had the theater box to themselves.About a half-hour into the concert, Dave watched Alice seductively peel off her thong. She winked at Dave and pointed at Penny who was doing the same thing. Jim was seated slightly forward of the others and hadn’t seen the action.Alice tapped him on the shoulder and he turned to her. She presented her wadded-up thong to him, and gestured for him to inhale. "It’s your fault Mrs. Saunders-Smythe. If you’d reported your father earlier this wouldn’t have happened." I’m Miss Margaret Smith. Yes, perhaps that is true, but also consider why your daughter wanted a weekend away from home with a boyfriend. It wasn’t just for sex." It was for freedom," Sheila spoke bitterly. "Freedom from orders. Freedom to do what I wanted with my life. If you really want me back, it will be with fewer restrictions. For the moment I want to stay and talk with my new. "Who was that you were talking to?" my mate asked when I got back to the group. "No-one," I lied. "Just one of my mum's mates from work."We got into Burnley just after 9 and mooched around a few places, chatting with some of the other groups we knew, downing a few shots and generally just have a good craic. For some reason though, I couldn't get the woman from the Glory out of my head. Sounds a bit daft really but I just wasn't 'feeling' the night out tonight - I was daydreaming of taking the.