There were always hot girls coming in to get food and I did my best to try and make conversation with them with mixed results. Many of the girls were...from an upper class background and I guess the thought of dating or even going out with the guy from the sandwich shop was not something they were interested in.Not to be deterred, I worked on a few of the girls building some sexual tension and letting them know I was interested but not interested enough to ask them out or break my schedule or to. ANOTHER DAY - ANOTHER FIGHTGloria, twenty one today, sat on the stool at the end of Round Three. She was having a hard time. She looked across at the enemy. She was suffering, too. This pair were fighting each other to a standstill and shedding blood by the pint. She looked at the makeshift ring's canvas covering and saw spots of blood all over it. She wouldn't be catching an early bus this week! This was going to be a long haul!"She's a dirty fighter " Gloria whispered to her second. "Any. The subjugated lives that did not include such a thing as human universities. ‘What if he has a chance at a better life by being challenged by students that are his superiors. Don’t you think eventually humans will be able to catch up with the more opportunities they are given. Maybe they are like Mozart, he didn’t even go to school.’ An incredulously green glare pieced me. He couldn’t believe that Mozart, a human genius had not gone to school. He just shrugged his shoulders and for a second. She was so much near her orgasm but the smack on her pussy at intervals kept her on the edge for long. It was the last minute of the music. I fingered her at the highest pace I could. She came so hard on my hand & I made her lay back. The high bass music radiating her senses, the tension built due to her semi sleeper position & the fingering yielded pretty much. She lay on her back catching up her breath relaxing her back feeling her pussy draining the juices. I went near her pussy to taste her.