I didn't mean to take out my frustration on you."Then thinking about our interrupted conversation earlier that morning I added, "I do love you, Audra....I know I sounded selfish this morning but I missed having you close to me. I didn't mean to take you for granted."I was saying that as I moved towards her. I took her in my arms and hugged her to my body. Then I added, "I hope you can forgive me?"Audra seemed to melt into my embrace as she looked up at me and answered, "There's nothing really to. Someone who needed to know the secrets of the profession. But most of all, Mark Calaway saw someone who was capable of learning those secrets, someone willing to, someone who wanted to. Nothing could replace, nor buy, passion. The passion he saw burning in Marjorie’s eyes. She didn’t look like a loser. ---Part of training was working the audience; much like the match last night. No tickets were sold. No one was paid for anything. It was just very, very realistic sparing. Mostly the trainees who. Jazzy stood up and slowly walked over to him, her body trembling with pent up sexual need; her knees felt so weak she said a short prayer that they would not collapse. When she reached his side, John reached up and took her left forearm, giving a gentle tug until she draped herself over his lap.John smoothed down her skirt and patted her ass. “Are you sure? If you say yes, you will get your first spanking and it will hurt.”“Yes,” Jazzy whispered, mentally preparing herself for the first. He was tan and wore his blond hair cropped short to his head. I could believe that if he posted a picture online that chicks would want to blow him. But I just couldn't imagine him doing anything with another dude. "I don't believe you." I said pushing open the door to the hotel. Brad continued to smile as he handed me his cell phone just as we reached the elevator. "Scroll through that," he said smirking. I looked down at his phone where he had opened a picture ap. The picture was of some guy.