I kick at you because you have ripped the front of my gown all the way down the side seams. I roll over onto my stomach, leaving the back of my dress on the ground. I stand up in my red half-slip, red lacy thong panties, and my sheer pantyhose. I look down at my ruined gown and get really furious.
I have goosebumps. It isn’t exactly the warmest day!
I am so bloody furious I am not thinking clearly. All I know is that I want to destroy yu the way you have destroyed my gown.
There are several feet between us which gives me an opportunity. I lower my head and shoulder and charge at you. I spear you right in your pudgy gut with my shoulder. You go down, I go down, on top of you. We are both on the ground but my momentum causes us to roll over.
I grab your hair with both hands as we both roll over and over and over down the grass slop leading to the house.