[JoeWhite1]

Brad was tall at about 190 cm, or 6’2” in his native American system of measurement, and when he sat down, the table was a little low for him, so he stretched out his legs. This meant that one of his legs was touching Marie’s leg. Marie felt faint when she noticed that his leg was brushing against hers. Then she felt that Brad was moving his legs under the table, and she did not know why. However, she soon found out.

First, she felt his leg again touching hers, but this time there was a difference. This time she realised that he had kicked off his sandals and his bare foot was rubbing her leg. As there were many other people sitting around them, Marie could not ask him to stop, and really she did not want him to stop. Slowly, Brad lifted his leg until it was resting on the chair where Marie was sitting. As he raised his foot, he also raised Marie’s dress. Then he slid his leg up between Marie’s legs and touched her cunt through her panties. And he began to rub Marie’s wet cunt.

Marie had to sit and say nothing while he rubbed up and down her slit and his eyes told her that he knew that she was a slut and that she liked what he was doing to her.

Although Marie wanted him to continue, she was afraid that Jane or one of her classmates would discover what Brad was doing – and how it was making her feel. She knew that you should make him stop, so with a huge effort because she liked what he was doing, she stand up and said that she needed to go to the toilet or comfort room as people call it in Philippines.

In the comfort room she looked at her flushed face in the mirror and tried to calm down from the high that she got from his actions. Finally, she felt calmer and she stepped outside to return to the restaurant downstairs because the comfort room was on the first floor.

As Marie opened the door, she was shocked because Brad was standing outside the door waiting for her. Immediately, she began wondering what he was doing there, and she soon found out.

As Marie came through the door of the comfort room, Brad took a step forward and took her face in his hands. At first, Marie thought that you think he was going to kiss her and she closed her eyes, parted her lips slightly, and waited for his kiss. Instead he spat on her face, with spit dribbling into her open mouth. Brad was showing Marie that he was in charge and that she was his bitch who would have to do anything he wanted.