One guy, S, and I started talking and we hit it off really well. He was black with an 8 inch cock that made my mouth water. We made plans a couple tim...es, but I kept cancelling them, I was a little scared to finally take the step. We finally made plans to meet at a hotel after class, so that night I drove out to the hotel, my hands were shaking so bad, I'm surprised I made it! I knocked on his door and he answered in his underware. Well, I thought to myself, I guess it's too late to back out. "I know you. You're acting all too unconcerned. Something's going on. What is it?" Evidently what's going on is you fucking Roger Claibourne my used to be good buddy," I said. Now, she was beginning to looked pissed."Mikey, I don't know what you've got going on, but I hope you're not planning on doing anything rash," she said. I smiled. That really set her off."Damn it Mikey! What's going on! I have a right to know," she said. Now that pissed "me" off."Right? You have a right to know what I'm. Suddenly I realised what was happening and said, "I dont think we are meant to do this mum". Her reply was why. She said she was so pleased to be able to help the son that she loved.All I could think about was the feelings that she was giving me. I told her that it had never felt this good before, and she replied that only a Mother could be so gentle and said that I should just lie back and enjoy what she was doing. She continued with her stroking and the feelings she was giving me was. The girl wouldn't yield, and the other fighter, who had a bit of a sadistic streak, broke her arm. It was legal, it happened occasionally, but it was frowned upon. She never recovered, losing three more bouts before retiring.Manny came over, looking at the guy like he did everyone, analyzing him as a fighter.Tall, slender, he would bet money he was more muscled than he looked in that suit. Moved good, too, admiring the way he wove through the boxers, dodging suddenly as a novice got tangled in.