“Caroline is so unbelievably tacky! And it’s even got three syllables, if you can believe it. Yuck!”“How about Cara,” Molly offered. “I th...nk ‘Cara Campbell’ sounds kind of neat.”The others kicked the idea around and finally all agreed that she was now Cara.“They say confession is good for the soul,” Cara said softly. “Since I have a shiny new name, I guess I should have a bright clear conscience to go with it.” Sitting up in the love seat, she looked at the girls who were seated in the lounge. Being eighteen years of age, I was now able to sign contracts and Carlton was officially appointed as my Manager. I finally worked through to someone able to tag me, although I used the bouts as training for both myself and my opponents- The trainers quickly noticed what was going on, but overlooked the impromptu training and coaching sessions which continued as I found my level- although they did slip in a macho hard-head or two to see how I handled myself. If they got mean, I put them to. She says to me, "He just left me and then looked at the ring!" I now know that I am in trouble... but not the kind of trouble i thought i was in a few minutes ago. I then start to move my hand around feeling her large breast, squeezing her nipple, and gripping her breast firmly as she is squeezing my cock. With her left arm she pulls my hand back from her top and with both hands I find her unbuckling my belt.... Unbuttoning my pants..... then she looks me dead in the eye as the zipper slowely. "You should like the way it feels." She said. "Every girldoes!" She was now fucking him hard enough at he was beingforced forward an inch or so each time she thrust it into him. The painful thrusts were causing tears to stream down hisface. "Does this make you feel like a real girl James?" Sheasked, moving one of her hands down onto the portion of hispanties that was covering his cock. "Do you like getting fuckedlike a real girl?" She asked as she started to stroke his dickthrough his.