He was incapable of performing quick movement and so unleashed all of his mist energy in countering the emerald streak. Now he was more drained than h... ever had been in his life.Sister Mafita smiled. “You survived. Thank The Almighty and get down from the arena. Tomorrow are the finals, you better recover as best as you can”. She averted her less content gaze to the other eight. “Enter the arena”.“Sister Mafita”, one of the eight, a short middle aged, bearded man with scars over his bald head. I stood at the kitchen door and saw her surrounded by six men who were all trying to get a feel of her lovely body. She was quite drunk and either didn’t realise or didn’t care what was happening to her. She had hands all over her as the men all tried to get a grope of my lovely young bride. One guy started kissing her hard on the mouth and as he did two guys who were standing on either side of my wife, gently eased her top up to reveal her bare breasts. Then the guy kissing her. We used the kitchen area off the green room for his "firstprofessionalmodeling photo shoot." What fucking bullshit you have to gothrough just toget into a sixteen year old kid's mouth and ass. I did dosome talking tohim about how he has seen guys naked in some of my showsand how if he wantsto work for me and travel say to Thailand or London orRussia or otherplaces I work, he will have to be adult about the wholething and not be shyabout his body or his sexuality. So far, he has only beenin two. She called one of your drivers and he took her back to her house. ‘Apparently, a very similar thing happened with Jasmine, because Jill got a text from her right after she got home. It said that she made it a short night with her date, and was waiting for one of Joe’s drivers. They are both home safe, now. Well, actually, Jasmine is at your parents. I asked if Jill needed anything.’ Joe nodded. While this wasn’t great news of his friends, he expected it. Both girls had been unhappy in their.