Daily Sport

Pearl look outside.  She thinks she better go for a walk so she put her shoes on.

"Off I go!"


Downstairs is Peter with his friend Max.  Pearl look and see that they are drinking.

"Better go out slowly;"

One move and they stare.

"Hey;"

Pearl blushes.

"Going for a walk;"

Peter shrugs as Max laughs.

"Better take a hat;"


Pearl reaches the door and opens it - outside the day is so hot tar on road looks melted.  Pearl takes a step outside and sweats.

"Better watch TV instead;"


On the couch Pearl turns on the box.  Peter comes by and he smiles at Pearl.

"Why you not walking?"

Pearl blushes;

"Too hot;"

Peter smiles and then he shrugs.

"I got sport to watch;"

Pearl shuffles to the side.

"Okay;"

Peter sits next to Pearl and he takes a drink while she watches his flick the channel.  Max comes in and sits next to Peter.

"Sport on?"

Peter nods and he leans back in the chair.  Pearl looks to him then to Max who looks to her and then to Peter.  Max whispers in Peter's ear, before Peter laughs.

"He says you look good;"

Pearl smiles and then she blushes as four eyes stare at her.  She feels stiff and so she decides she should go to her room.

Peter rubs her hair.

"You stop with the fidgeting?"  he asks.

Pearl looks to her fingers and sees them in a tangled mess.  She shrugs.

Peter puts down his drink and he slips a hand up her skirt.

"Stop it!" 

Peter's red face shows and he throws Pearl off the couch.


Pearl is hit and then dragged onto the carpet as Peter hovers over her.  Two smacks and she lay still and then sharp thrusting makes her bite her tongue. Max laughs from the couch and then at Peters command he too approaches.  More thrusting and then with a shiver the room turns quiet.

Pearl leaves.

"Monsters!"

She scrambles to her room and locks the door.