Passed off at the moment as an unfortunate accident, Steve, a keen observer, knew otherwise. He knew that he had observed Kyle commit what he was an a...ct of unprovoked violence against one of the opposing team’s members and being himself somewhat of a no-nonsense disciplinarian; retribution was swift in coming to Kyle for his sins. So Steve had already decided that he would make Kyle pay for his action by giving him a sore ass, the pain of which he would remember for a long time.So the stage was. I looked at her, smiled, and shrugged my shoulders as if to imply “So what!” I felt his hand plunge down the front of my mini skirt under my thong and start working my clit. This dude was great with his hands. I was totally into it. I let him pull my thong out of my crack and to the side. The head of his cock pressing hard against his pants seemed to practically be begging to get inside me. As his excitement grew his thrusts became more urgent and forceful. He wrapped one arm around my waist. But it was just that, a hint.The rasp of nylon on nylon as Julia crossed her legs was quite sharp, and acute in the relative silence of the room. It was also deliberate. No-one could wear nylons like that, and not know of that whispering rasp as nylon thigh rubbed nylon thigh. Women naturally crossed their legs, and they also naturally, consciously or not, enjoyed drawing attention to themselves or their better attributes. Julia had so many 'better attributes' that it would be difficult to. Neither wanted Russian men. So they pooled their money to buy lovely clothes, then had to pay a photographer to have their pictures taken. They signed up to be brides for westerners, preferrably rich Americans. They got some hits from men looking for wives but nothing turned out for Ludmilla. Olga found an American and married him. She talked the man into giving Ludmilla enough money for another year.Ludmilla thought she should have been the one the man married. She could speak English, Olga.