I fast forwarded the introduction and started the disc from the opening kickoff.“What number are you Brian?” she asked naively.“He’s number ni...ety nine, up at the top of the screen.” Ashley replied to her friend.“Oh yea, I see him.” Stephanie replied.For the next few hours we watched the game, with the ladies exchanging small talk back and forth. For some reason, watching a game already played on film had little enjoyment for me, I found myself always critiquing my effort. I left and came back. I stood in front of the mirror and looked at my naked body. Not bad looking for a woman my age if I say so myself I thought. I reached for the ice bucket but found the ice melted. I grabbed a robe and the bucket and headed down the hall to the ice machine. This was a very nice hotel. And it is very quite late at night. Our room is at one end of the hall and the ice machine is way at the other. As I walk a man comes out of one of the rooms. A robe on also. He is younger and powerfully built. We. I told her that was sweet, and that it would be nice to have a female family member nearby. I said, ‘I’ll enjoy having woman to talk to without the baggage that dating and the social scene entails.’ ‘Yeah. I’ll . . . enjoy that too,’ she said back. ‘It’s been a rough year for me, but I turned the corner and I’m now getting back to some semblance of normal. I haven’t even casually seen any women, let alone dated yet. I don’t really have any women friends outside of work.’ ‘I see you are still. I was now soaking & I wanted to feel him inside me, I got back on top of him, “no you don’t” he said flipping me on my back grabbing lube off his side and rubbing his cock with it. “What you going to do me” I said in my little girl voice. I don’t know if he got that I wanted to be treated gentle like a young girl but instead he forced his way up me making my eyes pop as I screamed “Be Gentle” I begged. He let me get in position on my back, he went down on me and began tonging my very wet pussy,.