She turned around to see a table of four guys all laughing. “Come on, we’re trying to have a drink here,” said one of them. “Not watch some d...de have his eye carved out. Andee smiled and apologized, saying she was just trying to find something other than sports. “Well, why don’t come over and join us … conversation has to be better than watching that gross stuff.” Andee looked at the bartender, who gave her a knowing nod as if to suggest the guys were decent enough to join. He mouthed “I’ll. Margaret herself slipped a hand down the front of her pants. She was not surprised to discover how wet her pussy was, although she considered herself to be bisexual she had always had more of a thing for women than for men and the show in front of her was more than enough to turn her on.She slid her fingers along the length of her aroused pussy before finding and isolating her clit. Trapping the sensitive organ between her thumb and middle finger she began to rub her index finger back and. Or did he? He likedthe feel of her, the smell of her, and he especially liked the ideaof her in (and out of) those sexy clothes. He hoped she wouldn'tnotice the dried spunk on her clothes but would just wash them out. Thoroughly confused, he finished the laundry, then went out tosoccer practice, where he could forget about all that stuff.Later that afternoon, Heather arrived home to an empty house. Themarkerboard on the fridge said "Soc. Prac. Luv U -K" in Kevin'sfamiliar scrawl. She smiled. His armor sparkled across in the mid-day sun.They approached from opposite sides and circled the field, each paying respect to the crowds and king. The Knight Errant did not speak, only nodded, face completely obscured by a grated steel helmet. The champion’s behavior was the opposite, engaging with the many members of the crowds, bowing to the king and queen, offering a flower to the princess. She accepted with a curt nod and thanks before the competitors took their positions opposite one.