He finally let go of her and as they parted she turned to him angrily."Why don't you just leave me alone?"He just laughed and moved closer to her. She... stepped back tentatively until she came up against the side of the car. He pressed forward."You didn't seem to mind me kissing you and feeling your tits again," he leered, "but you can go if you want."Cheryl looked around. It took her a while to answer. "I can't see my car," she said, "I'm not sure what level we parked it on."Pudgy man moved. She ignored him, she didn’t care and trotted alongside his big strides. They walked across a courtyard, Saville seeing Wel Cort to the far end of the once magnificent school, the ugly, part time gardener bending over some small shrubs and exposing a lots of sturdy bare thighs between her Wellington boots and the crease of her lower buttocks and a smidgeon of pale blue material between them. Her denim mini skirt was dirty with mud and soil. If he could get her to ... no first things first and. Follow my program, my agenda, my vision for humanity. Which just happens to coincide with that of the Devil,” I asserted between alternating strokes inside each lady.“Well, they’ve been accused of working for me already in the past. Or rather I’ve been accused of working with them. Talk about your libel and slander!” Nicki stuck her tongue out at that notion, as if she would deign to work with the David Rockefellers and Klaus Schwabs of the world.“I know, I know, your kingdom isn’t of this. .six..." she whispered.She'd miscounted."Wrong!" I hissed.I pinched her left ass cheek hard with my left hand, and slapped her hard on the right. She seemed to try to pull away from me, but I maintained my grip."Se...seven!" she moaned."That's wrong, slut!" I shouted.I increased my grip and started twisting her firm flesh, as I slapped her right cheek again, harder than last time. Without waiting, I hit her again, twice, three times in the same spot. Once again I could feel a swell of black.