I did notice that in addition to the beginnings of a hard-on for me (I always got a hard-on when pinned down from behind), Tommy cock was ready for so...ething more than wrestling. I managed to get loose, even though I didn't want to, and that's when Tommy could see I was excited. The next move put his mouth close to my ear and he asked if he could call me later. I couldn't wait. The next day after school, Tommy called. We talked about how we both noticed our excitement while on the mat. He. " Please, just call me Megan. I can't get used to this lady stuff. I'm not sure I understand? What do you mean by favors?" Well, Megan," Brun blushed ever-so-slightly, "we are sewing cloth favors that will be tied to the belt or sword arm of the men to remind them that they have something to live for, something to return home to." I see..." Megan nodded "Wait..." she yelped and then hurried upstairs to the room where she had spent the night. Finding the dreaded blue gown she had stumbled around. She was looking rather solemn. Her ordeal was still to come. Sheila was tall too, five foot nine Hank estimated. There was a family resemblance to Nigel. She looked to be friendly and Hank relaxed inwardly.Fiona ran forward with her hands outstretched. "He got a place," she cried oblivious to anyone else in the bar. "He got a place. Thank you, Hank. Thank you so much."Hank smilingly took her hands. "No," he said softly. "I merely got you started. This is the chap who won the place." He turned. His eyes widened as he stared at the frightened blonde's large, ripe breasts, two bulging, pink-tipped mounds just waiting for his lips. But this terrified young girl wasn't for him now, she belonged to Neil. Almost reluctantly, he shoved her toward the other man."Come here!" he growled, and this time Chris knew there was no choice but to obey. Neil was watching eagerly, and he, too, had moved between her and the door, still stark naked, his arms folded across his huge chest. Chris took one.