You look down at me and your eyes rest on the swell of my breasts rising and the blood rushes right down to your cock making it harden and bulge benea...h your jeans. We dance, most of the night or what people could call dancing but it was more grinding and humping against each other, both of us wanting to feel more than the clothes between us. My hands find the bulge in your pants and I start to stroke it going softly and slowly at first until I hear your small moans and cries of pleasure, I. First off, it was more stables than farms, with horses running around everywhere. Secondly, it wasn’t rural or rustic at all, it looked like a giant mansion, but not one of those old plantations.“Did ya get turned around, hun?” A woman of forty asked as she greeted me in her driveway.“Uh, no, I saw the sign for farm help. I was looking for a job,” I explained nervously.“Well, that’s great! I still need some help in the stables,” She said with a smile.“That would be perfect. I’m Fiona,” I. ‘How do you figure that?’ Nick asked back eying his friend carefully. Marcus always had a good eye as far as fighters went so if he said it then it was likely the truth. He thought for a long moment and then spoke. ‘She is not fighting for herself, she is fighting to impress me, man. I think that she never got over what happened to her back then and she is using that as fuel to drive her,’ he explained not feeling the need to go into details. ‘So she puts the bastard’s faces on her. So suck it up man, there is only one way out, and that’s through the last room. So take a break. Look at some art, listen to some music, get a massage, have some more food, if you like. Here, try some maca.”By the time Don made it to the green room, most of his fatigue was gone and he was ready to have more fun.The green room was filled with plants. There, the green doxy greeted him with a smile. Her green eyes mesmerized him. In the shadowy, green light, her eyes seemed to go inward to a point.