Follow me.” and she crept away with me following. I followed Ethel as we walked toward town and I could see she was circling around to the the back ...of her building instead of the front entrance. As we got closer and the lanterns hanging on the buildings shone on her I could see that she only had on a thin nightdress. “Ethel, what are you doing out here at night, creeping around, dressed like that?” “Be quiet, Horse. We don't want to be seen like this. Just come inside and I'll tell you.” We. You see the glint of a knife lying on the table and decide it's best to cooperate. " I'm going to move my hand now, so be a good girl and relax and do as I say" you nod your head in agreement. Your body is trembling as I take the knife and cut the straps on the nighty you're wearing, laughing as I watch the fear in your eyes and your body shaking uncontrollably." I knew you were a little slut, not wearing any underwear, you wanted this to happen didn't you slut" I say.You look defiantly at me. My misery ended when someone pulled the guy back by his hair just to realise that another rash gesture awaited me.Now the guy who pulled the bearded man was a big dark bald man with great muscles probably because of working as some constructions labourer. He was clearly in charge. he grabbed my shirt and pulled to break all the buttons.Then he slid his hand under my bra and squeezed it. Soon feeling my bra as an obstacle he pulled and tore it off. He started biting my left boob while squeezing. Well, things were alreadyprogressing to see if they could do that.Because he'd seen no other guys in the lines, and nothing but women andyounger girls milling about after he went through the gate, Steve wasn'ttoo surprised to see how small the men's locker room looked compared to theladies' locker room on his left. From what he'd heard from the women atwork, he'd gotten the impression that it was a really peaceful environmentfor women using the park, without guys around to bug them, so he.