He cleared his throat and in a clear voice began setting the scene.“It’s a beautiful day in the kingdom of who-gives-a-fuck, and we are celebratin... equally-who-gives-a-shit with a tournament of single combat. The winner will have the honor of dining with King Whats-his-name and his family. I didn’t bother to come up with proper names for this because I’ll probably never have to reference them again. Its mid-day and the finals are about to commence. On the one side, the king’s personal champion. They were delicious."I had to laugh. But suddenly I felt very kindly towards this weary innocent."C'mon. Bath and a drink? Champagne on offer?"And so I watched her transform herself from a small and weary waif into a party hostess. I settled her in the guest-room and ran a bath. I came back with champagne and the box that Robert had sent. What a difference from Elizabeth - if this really was a lover. But she must be! I undid the box for her. Earrings! So pretty, but so perfect. Long strings of. .Fuck Me...Fuck Me." My mouth is suddenly on her breast and I nibble and then pull on it with my teeth as my other hand squeezes and teases her other nipple. She feels the building orgasm as it starts to come in waves. She thinks she may pass out from this overload on her senses. As she hits her peak she starts to shake and whimper my name." aaaah..john...aaaaahhhh...john....mmmmmmmmm." I continue slamming into her as she is turning into a molten mass beneath me. Suddenly, she feels me growing. As I opened the door, she brushed back her strawberry-blonde hair and leaned toward me. She kissed me softly."What's that for?" I asked, glad nevertheless to receive her kiss."For luck," said Molly. She slipped gracefully into the passenger seat of my car.We were heading to a resort hotel where the event was being held in a giant tent out on the spacious lawns. Dr. Osgood knew we were coming, and had arranged for our entrance, despite the fact we no longer attended school there. He was standing.