"You heard her, buddy. Go for it." The crowd erupted into a chant. "Cum! Cum! Cum!" The guy apparently felt not at all embarrassed as he stroked his c...ck furiously in her face until his warm, sticky cum sprayed out onto her. It hit her forehead, cheeks, chin, and got into her hair, it dripped down onto her tits spilling out of her top, and also onto her blouse. Some drunken guy pushed his way in front of her and started to undo his pants. "My turn. Open up, sweetie." Sir pushed him back, gently. .." Lesa began; then waited for dramatic effect. "You sound like you've been deprived of travel opportunities, and the Grayson's will be visiting relatives in New York on Christmas day; then returning to Boston before New Year's Eve. They have train tickets for a scenic rail line that skirts the coast most of the way between New York and Boston. Anyone feel like taking a train ride?"Leslie got a wide-eyed look, "Are you thinking about ambushing them when they're in a good mood? That's so. "That's it?" Assan asked in surprise as they reached the corridor. "Don't they give out anything for second or third place or anything? I mean, it sure seems to me like there wasn't very much ceremony or procedure, compared to other big events like the Olympics or the World Cup of soccer." No. The wild peoples have little use for ceremony, nor does the average screen viewer. And it is winner take all." Davdan grinned. "In blade fighting, there is the Grande Champion, and everyone else is just a. Downtown, Brett's friends were wondering where he was; it wasn't like himto miss a night at the club, not without calling anyway. Of course theydidn't know about his encounter with Erin, so they just figured he wasprobably passed out at home. This would be a concern to some, but Brettfell in with the type of crowd that was prone to this sort of thing, andso they just spent the night without him.Back home Brett knew he was missing a great night out, who would believesuch a predicament?.