The first flurry of punches came at him, but he'd been expecting fast-handwork and a snap side-kick bought him a little time and space. His opponent t...rned in the wake of a roundhouse punch, and Marcus held off the illegal strike to the back.His opponent didn't hold back with his equally illegal blind back-kick, though, driving his heel into Marcus' lower abdomen.Shawna screamed her anger at the attack — Marcus had told her enough for her to know that was beyond the limits of the competition —. I breathed in, deeply."You smell wonderful," I whispered.She wriggled in my arms, and her arms tightened around me."So do you..." Food about twenty minutes after I start the Pasta," I said.She giggled, "I should be grateful I get a higher priority than food!"I frowned, as if in thought, "I guess that would depend how hungry I got..."She stifled another giggle, "you're treading a dangerous path, mister!"I released her, tilted her face up to look at me... "I know; and so are you," I remarked. "You don't know Jerry like I do." I used to," he said, ducking inside to change.Tracy stood outside in her sluttier-than-planned outfit, trying to appearcool and relaxed, when she heard a very familiar voice from behind."So where's Watson at?" Jerry asked.Tracy turned and smiled half-heartedly. "Well, Doug wouldn't want me totell you this, Mr. Monkson, but..." Please, call me Jerry," he insisted, putting out his hand to shake hers.Once upon a time, Tracy was pretty sure she would have been very. Sophie felt tingles growing between her legs.With the calming, embracing ambience of the room and seeing the young couple in front of her, her arousal grow stronger.She took a deep breath and exhaled with an audible sigh, desperate to touch herself, but she held back. She was shy. She had never done anything like this before; never touched herself in front of strangers. She shifted slightly where she sat."First time?" A voice came from behind her.She turned and saw the most handsome man. He had.