Since Peter was the uncontested champion of romance, with a perfect record of never failing to seduce any woman, I demanded some odds as the underdog,...4-1 at least. Especially since hardly anyone seemed willing to bet on my side. In the end, I settled on taking 3-1 odds, matching my $10,000 against everyone else's pool of $30,000.A lot of my female classmates soon joined in and made their own contributions to the betting pool. All completely 100% siding with Peter. Having each ridden the magic. The heater was not working; we could already begin to feel the house become cold. We shook the snow off, placed them in the fireplace, and lit them with a lighter and some old newspapers. We watched a movie and a half on my mother’s laptop until that died. Upon the laptop dying, Christina suggested that we go to bed, and I agreed. I walked up to my room, opened the door, and said, “Hell no.” It was far too cold in there for anyone to sleep. I asked my mother if I could sleep on the pull out. I got bold. I said lets go have lunch and dropped to a near by hotel. Had lunch and started to my room as on the way I asked her would you mind hugging me tight? She was like for what. I said please! She looked into my eyes and said ok. She held me tight from the back and I could feel her hot boobs pressed on my back. We reached my room and we went in and had a cup of tea and snacks at about 5 pm she told me that it time for her to left as shes getting late for the hostel time. I said fine and. Amanda, let's move on." I involuntarily thrust my hips forward, wanting the release that would not come. "I'm sure you're going to like this next room." The elevator doors opened on the opposite side and I was backed out.Before turning around, all I could hear were the sounds. It was a cacophony of moaning, screaming, crying, and sucking. Plus there were mechanical sounds; humming, pumping, and hydraulic hissing. I rotated around. The room was like a warehouse, two stories high and huge. Coiled.