He ran marathons, and triathlons in between naval deployments. I was mesmerized by him. We studied at the same university and found ourselves at the p...ol at the same time. I liked to go very early in the morning to avoid the crowd of hot white males. I was not counting on running into him. Troy was confident and self assured. He was used to getting his way. He caught me looking several times, but said nothing. But the next morning was different. I arrived early to find that he had taken up my. They would talk, find out about each other, make friends. She would listen, let him be him, find out about him. He would be perfect, they would walk hand in hand back to his room. He would kiss her, touch her. His hands would be strong, firm, making her take him, but taking his time, assuring she went with him to her pleasure. She felt the tingling in her stomach, the slight dampness of herself at the thought of his hands on her, touching. Janet glanced up, he was looking at her, then looked. Present – Stacy – In the bushesThat damn little bitch just punched me in the nose - no one does that to me! I yell, "Alright bitch it's time you get your boney ass kicked."She taunts, "Well come on you fat fucking prima-donna!"Her husband yells, "Sam she's mine, back off!"Samantha responds, "Like hell she's yours. I'm tired of this bossy prima-donna bitch and I'm going to whip her ass and teach her a lesson. You men stay out of this and that's an order!"We begin to fight and I realize that. That moment I saw a black-haired lady approaching our table. She was about thirty and the one that was at my table was even older. I was 27 only and those ladies sure found a good fuck-buddy. I know that when women turn thirty they are longing for a good fuck and no matter how hard they try to conceal it, they just can’t.When we were together at table, the second lady introduced herself.“I am Carmen, and I see that you are having fun, she said looking at Jessica”“We can’t have fun here, if you.