Oh God! So this is what it's like. Scream. Oh God! Oh God! Oh God! Oh my God, my God, my God, my God! Please! Stop! It can't get any higher, surely! O...h God! Oh! OH! OH! OH MY GOD! OH GOOOOOOD! O H ! O H ! O H !S C R E A MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMmmm! I said (if that's the right verb to use) as my penis let go and come spurted as though from the wellspring of my soul.I found that it's all a little sordid and somehow belittling when you wake up in the night after a wet dream, and your satin full-length. They would cheer for the girl who destroyed her just as loudly as they had cheered her when she was victorious. This was a mug's game. And Gloria was the mug!But the cow wasn't ready to be finished - not yet awhile. The Queen of the Ring rose from the canvas and was rabbit punched back to the ground before she was properly upright. She rose again and received another blow. That one got her in the mouth and laid her flat again. Gloria seemed to be spending her time permanently horizontal so far!. We found a guy pouring drinks in the kitchen, and Colette laid a sexy voice on him, "Two screwdrivers, Sugar." Todd's girl voice had a slight southern twang to it, even when talking above the music.I was just about to down my screwdriver in one big gulp, when a Zorro appeared before us. He was considerably shorter than we were, and more than a little drunk. And before he could speak, Colette did. "Beat it, huh. We're together." And with that, she slipped her arm around my waist. Zorro. For fun. For a laugh.“Let you go? So you DO think our feelings towards youare without merit?” Shane turned to Mick. “Dude, doesit strike you as unfair that this slut here basicallybegged us to fuck her brains out all evening and nowshe plays a faithful wife and a good mother?”Mick nodded several times, trying to control a laugh“Yeah, yeah, if there ever was a bad hard to get act,this is it!! She deserves to have her shit sorted out.Good thing she ran into us,.