It was just after ten at night when the last swimmer left the leisure center and Marie locked the sports center up. Marie Porter was the security guard for the sports centre. She had started a twelve hour shift several hours earlier but the centre was busier than normal and it couldn't be locked up. It was an easy job once the centre was locked up. She had access to the cafeteria and drinks free of charge. She could even swim or sleep during the shift as the centre was in a quiet, remote area and security was not checked on throughout their shift. The only downside was the homeless gang that slept at the rear of the building that needed chasing from time to time.
Marie swung the main entrance door open and started a patrol of the exterior of the building, one of several she would do during her shift. She whistled softly to herself. No one was in sight, just the way she liked it. She enjoyed her own company and working as a lone worker for twelve hours at a time suited her just fine.
Marie wasn't what you expected of a security guard. She was very pretty; tall and thin with shoulder length wavy blond hair and striking blue eyes. She had freckles and a cheeky smile. Looking at her, you would think she worked in an office as a receptionist. She was dressed smartly as her job required, in black trousers and a white shirt. When doing external patrols she was required to wear a high vis vest but rarely did.
She turned a corner and headed towards the rear of the building. She stepped down a few steps and looked at Deeply Woods that stretched for miles in the distance. It was a quiet night and darkness creeped in as the night wore on. It was a quiet summer night. A bunch of rabbits were playing and hoping in the fields nearby. A bird screeched in the sky above and they scattered in different directions.
She checked the rear windows and shook her head. A pornographic magazine lay to one side as she passed. It would have been dropped by one of the homeless. It was a regular occourrence on finding them. "Bloody perverts," she muttered, making a mental note to bring a bag and gloves on her next patrol to get it in the bin.
She turned another corner and walked straight into the homeless. They were three of them. All were scruffy, and dressed in dirty clothing. They were smoking and passing a bottle of whiskey around. Two of them were seated against the wall of the sports centre. The third was standing with his hands on his hips staring out at the woods. When they noticed her they began to whistle and make crude comments.
"Come on guys, you aren't supposed to be here," she told them firmly. "You will have to leave and go elsewhere." It was a complete waste of time asking them to leave as they would leave when told to, but return later in the night. It happened regularly.
The man standing took a step closer to Marie and looked at her up and down. "How about you unbottom that shirt and show us those titties?" he stammered, staring at her breasts hungrily. Marie had big boobs, not too big but big enough to stretch the buttons on her shirt, especially when she was wearing the push-up bra she had on. "Come on, don't be shy." He was a fat man with greasy, short brown hair and beady eyes.
Before she could reply another of the men laughed. " She can take those trousers off as well and spread her arse cheeks."
"That arse needs fucked real hard," the third piped up without even looking at her.
All three men laughed. Marie stared at them.
