He led her to the same door he had pushed her out of the night before and opened it. He switched off the lights.Then he led her outside to the alley.... He paused long enough to close the door behind them and make sure it was locked, then led her down the alley, her hands and knees scraping and painful on the rough asphalt, until they reached the sidewalk.Without hesitation he turned to the right and continued along the street.Marie glanced frantically around her. Oh god, she was being led down. One of my co-workers Tia also came to work at this new place. Tia was 5 foot 7,120 lbs, large c tit tan and an ass that was out of this world for such a smaller 25 married lady with 1 k**. I used to come in the mornings to put the truck away. Tia open bakery and would switch to cashier once we opened. One afternoon I was heading out for smoke break after finishing up truck and Tia is out by her car smoking. I go over and say hello, she responds with hello back and ask me if i could help her. The men in the shop have tried to confuse me by being polite and gentle, constantly enquiring as to my welfare and helpfully offering help, even bringing me cups of tea. I have obeyed the requests of the bearded one and to avoid his anger and violence have begun to wear stockings and, craftily on my part, reasoned that if I show him and his buddies sexually alluring underwear then their dreadful sexual appetite will be sated all the more quickly, get it over with I say! Not seeing him I was. Not ever having drunk any beer I tried to refuse, he said that he could not drink a whole beer and would split one with me. I was sitting in the chair in the living room as Bruce opened the beer and poured it into two glasses. As Bruce made his way back to the living room his feet got caught in the covers on the floor and Bruce stumbled and wasted both glasses on me. Drenched and smelling like beer Bruce tried to mop the beer off of me. Finally he suggested that I get out of the wet clothes.