He was generous with her.They went off-world on tours and Jenthe enjoyed that most of all. She loved to travel and in the exhibition matches she was n...t required to kill. She was not allowed to kill, killing was legal only on Delcimur. Her name was circulated throughout the galaxy and she felt the pressure of fame. She realized now that she couldn’t afford to fail, too many people depended on her. Not just Master Whon.By her fiftieth fight she was also fabulously wealthy. She’d given the money. Her unplanned partner drew his eyes down her body taking in the motion of her hand as she slowly slid her finger back out.The desire to put on a show had Samantha taking her finger from her tight pussy and bringing it to her lips. She looked into his eyes as she licked her finger from the base to the tip of her nail, tasting her juices before she sucked the whole finger into her pink mouth, suckling on her own nectar. She was pleased with his response as his eyelids drooped and he shifted in. Steve found himself rubbing his hardness through his jeans. He’d never been so completely turned on like this. He wondered what the woman would do to repay the favor, but then realized that the man was not done with her. He watched in awe as the man lifted her gorgeous breasts out over the top of her shirt. They were out there for anyone to see, but no one did see; no one but Steve. How ironic that he should have felt depressed only a short while before for feeling invisible. Now he was. He wasn't ill mannered, rather he had the bearing of someone resigned and defeated by life ... something I'd seen before in my circle of acquaintances in the farming business. Things changed so rapidly that it was all most farmers could do just to keep up with the technology and economics of the business. Not to mention the political angles and chicanery that followed.I was a farm kid, I grew up as one and that was all I ever wanted to be. Fortunately my dad and mom raised me as if I was a town.