My eyes slowly climbed up the dancers body. My mouth fell open as I saw who it was on stage: Galatea. I could not believe my eyes. The DJ increased th... tempo and her dance really got started. She grew up dancing, and I knew she had some moves on her, but I had never seen her do anything like this before. The M.C. announced that she was an amateur and that this was the first time on the big stage (though she had been rehearsing with some of the dancers the last couple of evenings). She toyed. .." the voice trailed off as the second man turned back to watch the first, caught somewhere between disbelief and amusement."Tell... us... the fucking... message!" shouted the first man as he kicked the boy again and again."Hey Ben," said the second man, "It's not gonna do any good. Don't kill him yet." Fuck him!" the man screamed. "What the fuck is the message, you little shit! What the..."The enraged voice stopped, the man's eyes went wide as an arrow slammed through his neck. Blood spurted. Nina, the public have insisted that we ask you…” In unison, the men emphatically asked the question everyone watching could say with them, “Can you do your fucking job!” It was an unusual format where the guys never had a slot for their own show, but invaded other shows to challenge someone to the task. The bronze tan Nina worked so hard to keep did not hide her blushing one bit. She even tried looking down and hiding behind her long blonde hair. Tom tried to comfort her with a hand on her. I was scared to take a step ahead as anything could go wrong.I continued with that and I heard her moan slightly. I knew she was horny but I was scared. She told me to massage her spleen area and I did it. I don’t know what went through me, I held her boobs and started squeezing them. She didn’t resist and it was a green signal for me.I started squeezing them like kneading a dough. She asked me to do slowly as it was paining. She was moaning loudly now. She rested her back on me and turned her.