It was the perfect opportunity to rest a little, indeed. This kind of game wasn’t played in rounds. So, the combatants had to grab at any chance the... had for a reprieve.He remained on the floor, to make the fight a bit less boring than what it had been so far. Also, it was a good opportunity to steal a glance at the audience and gauge their level of interest. His eyes fell on someone seated on the front row. Seated? While attending one of his matches? That wasn’t a good sign. The man was. We never spoke of it again but i would see her often and would imagine getting to hold her in my arms, wishing i could just taste her and feel every inch of her smooth skin and hot hot body with my mouth and wanting to bend her over and grab her small ass in my big hands...tonight i received a phone call informing me that my mothers friend would be stopping by to get a quote for a job off me after work, i have to admit when i got the phone call was immediately turned on, here was this woman. I told nothing and saw her and she also turned to look at me.The next day: (I had tuition early in the morning ie at 6 30. I had to start from home at 6 to reach there. So I usually get up at 5. It was my uncle night shift week and he came late yesterday and will wake up late only.) It was only 4 in the morning. My aunt came to my room. She woke me up for tuition. I was in half sleep. I realized that it was only 4 it is something abnormal that she is waking me up so early. I acted as if I don’t. My mother always said I set my sights on unrealistic goals. It could very well be so, because here I was, thirty-nine, divorced and ready to invite a naked man into my apartment, one I had never said one single word to before that day. Is it or is it not insane?I have heard the so-called "experts" state men are more visual than women. Perhaps is so, but all I knew was I wanted to be visual with this man any way I could. I wanted to stare at him, all of him and devour him with my eyes. Right.