I inhaled, smelling unwashed body and rust, mixed with the tang of steel. Armor creaked before me. Foots thrashing. Heavy breathing.“Three steps for...ard,” Zanyia shouted.I did, taking larger steps. I had to swallow my fear. I had to embrace the uncertainty. My back throbbed. My belly ached. Blood coated me. My limbs trembled. My arm felt so week. How much longer could I stand?“Turn to your right. He moved.”I heard him, grunting as I pivoted. I faced him. He snarled, swinging through the air.. As she danced, she pulled the material of her panties up tighter and tighter, revealing her glistening ass from behind and, ever so slowly, her bush from the front. The sheer cotton gathered itself together until it reached the approximate thickness of dental floss and was trapped between the lips of her pussy. At that point she turned her back to the audience and began to ease the sodden panties over her hips and down her legs, finally stepping out of them altogether. Still she danced around. There is something so sexy about it." Jacque, if you were a woman, you would not feel it was so sexy, it isjust what we women have to do to make ourselves as pretty as can be."I took the tube and, though I would not normally do so, I twisted it toit's fullest length, opened my compact and applied a generous coating tomy meal damaged lips. Then I finished I playfully puckered my lips andblew a kiss to Jacque."Tell me, Jacque, is there a Mrs. Jacque?" Alas, no, I am a confirmed bachelor and my. I couldn’t take it any more and without saying anything further, I put the coffee pot down on a napkin and took his face in both of my hands and gave him the softest, sweetest kiss I could muster at that point. Again I was holding back from being more aggressive although it was killing me. He began to kiss back and he could really kiss. I pulled away and instead of appologizing like you see on TV in situations like this, I just asked him if it was ok. He said yes it was and was something he.