The clicking sound of Lauren’s heels went away, then returned. She circled me, once, twice, then she stood still at my side. I was sure she was abou... to hit me with something, a whip, a cane, I could only guess. My legs tensed, but the pain didn’t come. She resumed her walk, around and around. And I realized how futile all efforts on my part of anticipating the impact were. She could just hit me while she circled me. That was the moment I relaxed and let my tension flow out of me. She would hit. The only thing I was able to hear was the constant rumble of the crowd and the voices of the young cheerleaders prompting the crowd to rumble more loudly. I felt that this was a sort of torture that was punishing me for my crimes. I laughed to myself at the thought of how prison may be a little nicer than this cramped space with an obnoxious football game going on above me. Suddenly, time stopped, the universe fell silent, and the world shifted. I was instantly in a seated position and I felt. Joe felt a bit isolated; but three of the football guys caught up with him and soon they were talking sport, which suited Joe just perfectly.Too soon though it all ended, the sundowners was distributed, toasts made by several of the captains and leaders, tears flowed freely and some of the men were hard pressed to not end up with a mascara devil next to them. Joe was holding a glass of Coke as Maryse stood close to him at one stage hooking into his arm, a cocktail held in the other hand. She. "Jessica opened the door wide, only now hearing the voice in her head and thinking twice about what she was doing. It was too late, though. She closed the door behind them and cut loose all her inhibitions."So, you liked them? I'm not too old to be hot?" No fucking way. You've got great tits, and a hot bod," the blond answered, seemingly tossing away his reservations as well."Fuck no," the other said at the same time.She couldn't believe what she was thinking, but said it anyway. "Well, you've.