His blade was a flickering blur, first high then low, first to one side than another, with the other man scrambling to catch up until finally the two ...lades met with the clack of wood on wood. Marcus's blade spiraled around and the other's went flying out of his hands, sending up puffs of dust as it hit the ground. A single stroke at the neck, halting just short of contact, and it was over. The opponent was breathing hard. Marcus was not.There was applause from the audience. Father stared.. Icouldn?t even gather up my things to rush out?rather I just pushed back mychair, leaving my book bag behind me, and walked unsteadily out. When I got to the librarysteps, I started randomly walking, as I was not quite sure which way to go toget back to my apartment. Even if I got lost, it would be better than thehumiliation I suffered in the library with Brian. I had no idea what was goingon, and my mind was in chaos. Brian: Fingering Shana in the library had been almost the ultimate high.. He said he had some beer and I asked if he would like to share it? “I guess so”. was his reply. “Well why don’t you come on down and lets have a beer together”. He said, “really?” I said yes really, unless you don’t want to. he said “ok, be there in a few”. I pulled my panties back up and tucked my clitty away, checked my makeup in the mirror and applied and little more perfume and lots more bright red lipstick. Men love red lipstick, esp on their dicks. A few minutes passed and then a knock at. Moving up to your knees and coming down again. I keep of looking at your face.I rub the bone and the flesh together. Sometimes using both hands on a single leg. Once I reach your knees. I slightly part your legs to come up. There is a shyness which opening your legs.I pour oil on your left thigh and start massaging it. I keep on rubbing it and as my hand move upwards. They move inch by inch near your cunt. I do it slowly and reach the top part of your thigh. You slowly keep your right hand.