And once again I heard “Close the lights.” And I was like FUCK OFF YOU BITCH. Though I didn’t say but I felt. I closed the light. Went to the be...d. She took the position by the time.Lied on the bed and opened her thighs. I found her quickly in the dark. I spread her legs more and tried to enter inside her virgin pussy but failed. I thought it would be smoothly in but it was tight and difficult. I tried again and pushed a little. She moaned a little. I pushed a little more. She moaned a little. I was no better than anyslave or prisoner who have convinced themselves it's their lot in life, Ihad accepted a prison as my home. So instead of goodbye it was goodriddance.In the stairway I saw another girl, a redhead wearing the uniform sittingoutside the door to the food court, there was a murmur inside and she washere smoking away."Just six of us eh?" I said."There are three others in there, they are just mouthing off, they actuallywanted this," the woman said."You got screwed by the pixie. Specifically, we'd need to build a stage. Fortunately, the football team was playing away that week, but we still lacked anyone with carpentry skills, or for that matter, wood. I'd asked Dad if he knew any construction companies that we could hire for the job, but every contractor in the area was working in Apertus. Dad had gotten a lot more buyers that he initially expected and was hurrying up the construction accordingly. The meeting of the Katrina Relief Club ended on something of a low note. "She certainly isn't a slut. She's a lady and will be treated as such at all times."Steve wouldn't let it go. I realized he must have had a few drinks already. He was like an animal on the prowl. He wanted a piece of me any way he could get it."If you're so confident that your wife is a lady, you should be willing to make a little wager," reasoned Steve as he winked at his sidekick, Barry."I don't make bets, Steve. You'll have to excuse me now," I insisted. "I should circulate around the room.".