We used to play a game called Horny Chicken when I first moved in, we would take in in turns to try and freak each other out by kissing, scratching, a...d biting each other, the one who chickened out was the Horny chicken. Dragging myself out of the past, I felt my pussy throb with longing and I could feel his dick stand stiff against his jeans. I snaked my hands under his T-shirt and with one swift move I pulled it off. His hand moved from my waist to my thigh, sending shivers to my moist. They said we could go to amusement parks, movies, and whatever we wanted as long as our aunt and uncle approved and they even gave us one hundred dollars each for the month which I suppose calmed us down a little bit but the meeting ended with Julia and I sighing as we went back upstairs with our hundred dollar bills and mom and dad saying “Sorry” and “We still love you” over and over.The two weeks until mom and dad’s trip went by slowly and normally but since it was still early August it was. And people make babies, so sex is pretty common.”Chrissy had just been listening. I notice beads of sweat on her forehead and in her cleavage. “He's right, Con, it's pretty common. I've seen it on the internet, it's pretty common.”“Wait! Chrissy! You've watched porn?”“Yeah, Jerry. He showed me. He said I would like it when I rub myself.”Wow! Chrissy was dropping some bombs!“You rub yourself? Jerry? He moved away a year ago.”“You do too, don't pretend you don't. You've even told me you do after. Where she stood overlooked the boxing ring from higher up; in front of her was a throne-like chair positioned directly in the center of this balcony. Almost allowing a wry smile to surface on her face, Seven seated herself patiently in the chair, awaiting the two combatants who were soon to enter the arena.There was a sudden uproar from the gathered crowd below as the first gladiatress made herself visible. Lean and sinewy, she entered through the doors of the arena as the reaction she garnered.