Around the house he was the masculine voice that lacked inside their home. He was the soft spoken, shy guy that sometimes left the lingering aroma in ...he passageway long after he had left. The lack of his presence was often felt by Laura who silently, and hopefully unobtrusively, drank in the masculinity he represented in the house. Sometimes the thought of Dean and his leanness remained in her mind and she was caught once or twice daydreaming about him. Though the limits of her thoughts about. ? The blows continued to fall. ?Repeat it slut.? ?I must submit to men because I am a woman.? ?? and women are weaker than men.? All my attempts to disobey him were being shut down instantly. ? and women are weaker than men, ? I said, bitterly aware of the feminist side of me screaming out. The slapping subsiding at last. ?Good girl,? he said, and the submissive part of me blossomed with happiness whilst the feminist looked on, shaking her head. ?Since you. The other three girls laughed and high-fived each other as I was motioned out of the ring. I wasn’t allowed to get dressed after I left the ring, however. I had to stand between two of the tuxedoed beefcakes- whom I was beginning to realize also functioned as security and rule enforcers- and wait for the Catfight to end. The crowd was certainly getting their money’s worth. After finishing with me, the three had scrambled to their feet and prepared to strip each other. They were close friends,. ”“Hi Gay, how’s Al?”“The arsehole is okay. Still up to his old tricks but I guess a leopard doesn’t change its spots, does it? Who’s your friend?”“Sorry Gay, this is Julie. Julie is a lady that I’m coaching at present.”“Hi Julie, Goyse is a good coach. You won’t be disappointed, I’m sure. Do you mind if I join you? I’m here by myself today.”“No, we don’t mind. Is that okay, Julie?”Julie was probably taken by surprise but she nodded. “Join us by all means. We have ordered. I’ll add yours to our.