She slowly opened it.“Oh, for fucks sake,” he groaned, his body covered in sudsy soap.She bit her lip and looked at his massive chest, his muscled...arms, his meaty legs, and his flaccid cock.“My friend Lisa really, really likes you. I showed her pictures. She keeps talking about you.”“Aw, let me alone, bumpkin. Your mom’s awake. She’s right in the kitchen!”She put her finger to her mouth. “Shush, then.” And she reached into the shower to touch his chest.He caught her hand. “Baby, I’m, I’m. And I insist.Shikha : Ok, that’s fine with me, if you say so.We went to a store and gifted her a perfume of her choice. After that we went to a restaurant and had something to eat. After we had finished, she asked me whether I would like to visit a pub or Disco. I said, anything is fine with me, I just want her company (I winked). She suggested that we should go to the disco which was close by.We entered the disco by 10pm and grabbed the corner seats. I went to the bar and got us some drinks.. Sometimes, the train might stop, and, if you'd picked a seat onthe right-hand side, you'd have a chance to set aside your book ormagazine and watch the sunlight flicker on a wide and shallow river,the horses running, black against the sky.And so it stopped one afternoon. And so I wondered, as we will do whenwe are riding through an unfamiliar country, what it'd be like to staya while; how might the sun feel, say if you sat down by the water, whatkind of blue the snow would paint the hills, how. I slowly walked into the room and two very macho jock types roared with laughter.All through the pregame I fetched beer and snacks and picked up the odd thing they would knock over to see me bend over. They would slap my ass as I passed and the jokes were nonstop. All in all it wasn’t that bad and I figured that once the game started they would loose interest in me.What I hadn’t counted on was the amount of beer they were drinking and Tom’s ability to manipulate the situation. It all started.