I was a true blonde. As I spread my luscious thighs apart I glanced over under his table and noticed something interesting. His shorts were so roomy o...e could see up his legs. He wasn't wearing underwear, it wasn't there, his dick was bare. On one side I saw a cock head and it seemed to wink at me, with glee, as if it could see, deep into me. I raised my eyes to his, and he did, indeed wink at me. Then he sucked his finger, held it to the wind, and winked again. He was a charmer, as was I. And. I wouldn't be the same without you pushing me into the spotlight because I'm not strong enough to do it on my own." I looked at him to try to read him, but he just seemed really perplexed. He slid into the seat next to me on the couch and looked off into space. Finally, he broke the heavy silence. "I... have loved you for what seems like an eternity." He began. "I remember meeting you that day on campus and seeing so much in you that was real. I knew then there was so much of you ready to burst. Her blue dress and her bra lay in a pile, and she picked them up, her eyes fixed on the tiny tears on the back, tinged with reddish-brown. Last night in the shower, the hot water cascade sent prickles of pain every time it hit one of those scratches, but this morning she couldn’t feel them anymore, although she reckoned they would still be visible. She didn’t dare try to look. Why did Joe fuck her last night? Was that what they called ‘hate sex’? ‘Revenge sex’? She sat heavily on the bed, and. I did what any respectable black belt judoka would do. I ducked under the punch grabbing his right sleeve with my left hand and his shirt with my right, turned my back to him, pressed my hip against him, bent at the waist enhancing his forward motion and shot my right leg back against the inside of his left thigh launching him into the air; a very flamboyant uchi mata.His body peaked at seven feet.Unfortunately for him, there was no mat to cushion him and, having no judo experience, he didn't.