I had never let anyone into the room with me, even though sometimes they'd knock, so I figured this place wasn't going to work.I had a pocket full of ...uarters so I went into a small room to watch a movie and see what happened. The room was dark and as I tried to get my bearings a guy followed me in and shut the door. I turned and his dick was right there against me, so what the hell I started rubbing it. He pulled it out and I went to my knees. It was a nice size for sucking, not too big but. Her breasts were pushing against her dress, begging for freedom, and without hesitation I reached back and unzipped her dress, letting it pool around her thighs before pulling it all the way off. She looked at me and smiled, her eyes glowing with pleasure. As were mine, really. White lace thongs were barely covering her juicy lips. I glared up at her, amazed. "No bra?" I giggled. "I guess you're a bad influence," she whispered. I pushed her panties to the side and slowly licked my fingers. "We'll see," she said simply. "Perhaps. Though the whole purpose of getting together tonight was to review where we're at on the project, after dinner." Yes, which we'll do later ... up in my room," I informed her. "Either later this evening, or tomorrow, dependent on how the rest of our evening goes. But to be perfectly honest, I perform and think a lot better, once I'm relaxed, satisfied ... and not quite so horny as I am now," I snickered joking with her. Once again, she had a semi-bemused. The next weekend saw me at the Coliseum. I was still very nervous this being only the second battle I’d ever fought. Red Hawk took me aside in the first few minutes after I entered the Coliseum and apologized for trying to kill me. He said that after he calmed down he was able to admit that he was wrong. I honestly don’t think I’ve ever gotten a nicer apology. He told me he wouldn’t try and kill me and after such a nice apology I didn’t feel like trying to kill him. So I trusted that he would.