I bought into the game with twenty dollars every night and quit if I lost it. That happened for the first time Friday night, as a run of bad luck drai...ed my stake by ten o’clock. I shrugged off my luck, wandered over to the dance floor and bought myself a ticket. I spent most of the rest of the night over there, getting to know the ladies.I liked most all of the women Pen had hired. I had to give the wiry little Englishman credit. He had good taste and high standards. None of the women caught. “Why do you never flirt with me?”“You’re my partner. I have to spend all my time with you! Don’t you think I might get tired of you?” she teased.“See how it is?” Mikael complained. “I’m with the cutest girl I know all the time, I get to put my hands on her waist, and is she interested in me?” He smiled, “No, she’s interested in the big lug of an American who can’t even skate!”“Leave me out of this lovers’ quarrel, you two!” I chuckled.“He only wishes we were lovers!” Kat giggled.“I do,” Mikael. I could feel his balls slapping against my bum, that dick hammering into my bum, breeding me better than his wife, completely cheating on his girlfriend, this was a beautiful environment since we’re both holding a guilty pleasure. I looked back at him and winked at him, then pulled his dick out as I approached the bench, where I layed down on my back, raised my legs and told him to come and take me just like his wife. He layed down on top of me, and started to squeeze my chest like if they were. I’m sorry.”“I’m not.”Henry untied my wrists and started to rise when he paused and said, “What the fuck? Are you a virgin?”I looked down at the red on the condom and the huge stain on the bed. “I was.”“Oh fuck! And you’re a fucking squirter as well!” he exclaimed as he removed the condom from his dick. I could smell the aroma of sex mixing with the spermicide and latex.“Why are you so upset?” I asked. “I always thought it was a guy’s major fantasy to fuck a virgin.”Henry sighed. “I don’t like.