Three men were circling me, trapping me, all of them feeling my body, touching my tits, reaching under my dress. No! Angry and scared, I fought away f...om them, but they pursued, not wanting to give up their prize. ‘No! Get away from me!’ I cried, trying to keep their probing hands away. ‘She’s with me,’ said a voice, ‘You’ve had your fun. Leave her.’ His arms folded around me and I fell almost sobbing against his chest. Walking me backward towards a darker corner, he began to sway me to the. I went as far as to purchase a Peyton jersey to show my full support! The party was at our house, and there was only one person who showed up out of the five people invited. We were all chilling before the game just knocking a few back and goofing off, when our special guest (We will call him Mark) started taunting me and talking smack about the game. I put a wager on the game that Peyton was going to come out on top; I bet $100. You said, “well if they lose you have to give me a BJ tonight.” I. Because you are attractive. Because I see in you, the force I am in awe of. Because I can kneel for you, and mean it. And feel proud to be there."She nods, smiles, and closes the note book.Suddenly, I'm aware of the cold on the terrace. She also shivers, pulls her coat round her. She gathers her notes and her papers and her pen, stands, takes off her glasses and pulls on her gloves.I rise.Playful now, she extends her hand, as if for me for to kiss it, then laughs and pats me on the shoulder. "Your kids?" I can't have children, so John and I adopted them from a Russian orphanage a couple years ago," Eve explained. "They were barely a year old, but we decided to leave them that much of their Russian heritage. They're pretty good kids, and John makes quite the doting father. I really should get home and see them, if only for a few hours." She let out a sigh and continued. "Perhaps we'd better make plans for the next move." Yeah," Shae agreed. "Dave, from what I could pick off the TV.