Shit I’m number thirteen I look up as the man in the T-Rex mask pushes though the crowd and hands his card to the woman ‘and now we’re just wait...ng on thirteen ,will the person with the number thirteen please step forward’.Steeling my nerves I too push through the crowd and hand the woman my card nervously biting on my lower lip as she verifies my identity.‘We will give these two time to freshen up before the nights entertainment starts’ She says cheerfully,softer music playing as the two doves. He will kiss me hard, until my lips feel bruised and swollen. He’ll rub his day-old beard against my face, scraping and burning my flesh until I moan. His hands have barely touched me, not the way I need them to. I’ll open my legs further and wrap my arms around his shoulders, pulling him closer, gnawing on his neck, kissing the hollow of his throat, inhaling the leftover smell of sleep. My hands will slide down over the sinewy muscles of his arms, fingering the definitions he’d caused by. It fit perfectly in my palm and I squeezed it lightly. It was soft ad spongy.I broke the kiss and let my lips travel across her cheeks to her earlobe."Yeah grandma." I whispered hoarsely while my tongue flicked across her earlobe. "I fuck mom... daily and now I wanna fuck you." I squeezed her boobs tightly causing her to produce a loud moan.I felt her hands grabbing my belt and she pulled my body toward her. We kissed again. She then forced me back. She stood, and grabbing my belt, led me to. "Yeah just got a little bruise on my arm," I said."Those jerks yesterday?" she said, looking angry."Not directly, but that's where I got most of it." How do you mean?" Well, Lisa helped me to my feet a little over-enthusiastically." Let me see." She got a strange cold look on her face."She didn't mean it. She just doesn't know her own strength yet," I said defensively.She gave me a glare and I rolled up my sleeve to show her. Her eyes went wide, "That's nasty she must have really grabbed you.