‘Sorry to be late,’ he said, ‘got held up on the freeway.’ ‘My God is he still using that old excuse,’ Stella thought. ‘Mr. Matthews, I ...don’t think you know Mr. Zenaphon and Ms. Reynolds of McGregor Constructions.’ ‘No I don’t think…’ Kirk seemed to freeze in mid-sentence as he looked at Stella. Without finishing his sentence he shook hands with Nick and Stella and Mr. Abrahams said, with a reproachful look at Kirk, ‘Shall we continue?’ Stella sat looking at Kirk. ‘He’s changed,’ she thought,. It was now a full on passionate kiss.After a few minutes of kissing, I stood up and grabbed her hand and led her to the couch, where we sat down and continued kissing. As we kissed our hands roamed all over and before long our tops were off, as were our bra’s. Our hands explored each other’s tits now and our moans were getting louder. My pussy was on fire, as I am sure her’s was too.When I unbuttoned her jeans, then slipped my hand under her panties, I could feel the heat emitting from her love. Her brain was still under the influence of the drugs and the alcohol that had been forced upon her. She wasn't really starting to come around, but the terror she felt finally enabled her to speak, though she was still slurring her words and she was having trouble focusing her eyes."No, no, please, I can't, I couldn't!" She searched the room for her husband. She couldn't understand how he could leave her at the mercy of these awful men."Your dumb shit husband ain't here, sweetie," he taunted.. When I heard "David" I walked over "Yes Mum" They jumped apart. Mum looked sheepish and ashamed as she tried to straiten herself, John looked angry. There was a dark spot on his jeans. He came over to hit me, I thought, but, pinched my cheek hard & said "You little bastard" and walked out.The next morning John cornered me before class, grabbed my head & brought his dark face right up to mine. "Now you little bastard, you interrupt when I am going to score one more time & you will never read.