"He took her face very gently in both hands. First he touched his lips to her bruise, then her forehead, then the tip of her nose and finally her lips... He leant back and looked at her."More?" Mmm."This time his lips lingered longer and more firmly on hers. He sat back again letting his hands drop to take hers."When your face heals we're going to need to practise that a lot more."Her eyes were shining with happiness and she nodded vigorously. "Lots and lots." It's pretty new to you, isn't it?". She was still focused on subduingme. In my shock, I had slowed my struggle and Tessatook quick advantage. She was still yelling, “So I’m aslut, am I. We’ll see about that.” She quickly flipped me over and I was on my sidebeneath her. Tessa moved her legs to straddle my bodyand pin my arms in place. In this position, her behindwas right above my face. As she pushed her hands ontomy thighs to stop the kicking, the leverage pressed herbuttocks onto my head and her vagina. She didn't have to keep this secret for long, though. Because one day, from out of the blue it seemed, Stefan came out and asked Paula if she had ever considered having an additional lover, and a black lover, at that!It took her by surprise for a moment, and she wasn't sure what to say. But she didn't want to continue to be 'disingenuous' with Stefan; and from what he had already said about interracial relations, she was hopeful that he wouldn't be upset with her for having had sex with. Everyone soon made their way to the players lounge, where there was journalists, sexy women and free beer waiting for them. After two hours of interviews, plenty of vodka shots and lustful women attempting to catch their eye, Harry Ron and Galvin formulated a plan for the rest of the night. After gathering up some more people they headed out into town. Alcohol was fuelling their minds as they made their way towards a gentleman’s club similar to the one Galvin had told them about. They finally.