At the end, it didn't feel very much like a game; he'd lost someone who had been both a mentor and a friend. Even though he'd gotten a little revenge,...it didn't make up for losing his red-headed teacher.As he finished getting dressed, Jeff wiped the dust from his shoes before heading to the church, with no time to spare. When he swung the oak doors open, Jeff could see Aphrodite standing at the front of the church. Rushing to join her, Jeff took his place beside Diana, to wait for the wedding. She was standing close to a red car, writing in a notebook. I floated back up and searched for the car. There were about a dozen but I soon found the correct one and the woman in my vision. People were clapping louder as I approached her, and that got her attention as she looked up at me. As I got closer to the ground, people started getting closer to me and crushing the woman. Therefore, I floated back up and brought the woman with me so I could find out who she was. She was very calm as I let. We chatted briefly and I learned her real name was Ramona but that was about it. When we arrived at her place, she invited me in, waisting no time I followed her. Her place was dark and empty, but I didn't care, three shots and I had her pinned against the wall. We kissed, working our way down a hallway leading to her room. Undressing eachother between kisses we left a trail of clothing behind us. Half naked and fully drunk we made it into her bedroom. She dropped down skillfully undoing my. A sight indeed she was, tousled from her sleep after the wives had tidied her after her ordeal, the flush of her anger staining her cheeks, taking away the stark contrast of her bruises from the MacLean. And the push of her breasts beneath her tunic from her folded arms. By Freya, she was beautiful. Pulling the blankets over his waist, he hoped she had not seen the reaction her poise provoked. He could not think of her thus, it was dangerous territory, Ragnar’s father would demand the contract.