Here was a black boxer pummeling her heretofore strongand powerful lover and enticing her with sexualentendres. As she desperately sought out someone ...ohelp her battered husband, the short tight leather miniskirt was pushed up her delightful legs. Her face wastwisted in agony, as I pounded her husband who couldbarely defend himself. “Please, oh God, Stop thisfight,” she begged someone; anyone. Turning to the battered husband I continued my mocking,“Aren’t you man enough. Emma giggled when she felt it push against her "Oh wow is that I think it is?" "Ah!!!! Sorry sorry!" I said trying to pull away. She laughed even more saying "Aw, wow, its pretty big Dan!" She said rubbing it through her fingers. Then I looked into her eyes and said "So.. Have you had a boyfriend yet?" "No. Not yet" she said looking away blushing. Then for a minute we just looked at each other and I went in to kiss her. It was the most amazing feeling I had ever felt in my life. Running. She’d married the boy next door but after following him out to Chicago he divorced her, leaving her all alone in the big city. She was crushed and struggling to make it, then one night she won an amateur competition at the club and never looked back.Shelby performed on the main stage most nights. The guys loved her. She was five feet nothing and had long blonde hair, big thirty-eight double Ds with a sweet innocent air about her. The manager thought she was his cash cow. The men drooled for her. “I’d be so happy and proud to show the whole world that I’m married to you, Abby.”“Thank you, Brad.”“The only thing is, I wouldn’t be able to wear my ring if I ever did play hockey again. I know I wear gloves but if I happen to get into a fight and hit the guy with my ring on, I could get suspended. I could take a puck in the hand and ruin my ring. If I ever did play any hockey again, I’ll wear my ring on my necklace during my games so it is with me and then put it back on after.”“That sounds.