“Just…” Alexa hung her head. “Please don’t hurt me. I just got back to the ring,” she pleaded, and I nodded my consent. This was a fai... trade.“Aye. That’s a good lass, now,” Becky said with a seductive, wolfish grin. She pushed Alexa ahead of her and peeled off the blonde’s leather jacket as they walked. “Over to the bar. Nice and slow.”“Come here, Alexa. I’ll only bite gently,” I teased as I took my shirt off, revealing my own fighter’s physique.“You’re. " Oh don't you perv," I moaned, but it was too late, my hips were banging back at my hand."Oh yes, yes," I cried out and came again."Good night my lovely," he said, "sleep well." No please don't hung up, please Colin, please," I begged."Sure, love," he said."Talk to me some more please," I said."Do you want me to come over?" he asked."No not tonight Colin," I smiled, "but thanks anyway." Anytime princess," he chuckled. My talking, even with pervie Colin had cheered me up considerably and later. But whenever she wore it, she always wore a bra. I meant always. At first I would get excited, then I can see her bra strap at the back so clearly, and I immediately lost interest. This happened so many times until eventually I gave up. Whenever she wore the pink blouse, surely got bra, and no hope to see anything.One evening after her shower, she wore that pink blouse. Normally after her evening shower, she did not wear her bra. But this time she did. However, I knew her pattern. She did not. We went upstairs to the room and had some sandwiches I had brought fixings for. Then the four of us got on the couch and we made out with our girlfriends for a bit. Not real long or real heavy, we knew we would have to leave soon.We had just gotten to the convention floor again when I heard my name called over the PA. When I got to the registration table Joe and Mr. Cummings were both there and shook my hand.“OK Pete, you ready?” I said I was, and they brought me to a closed conference room..