He moaned with pain and odd sense of pleasure as she was hitting her wall. Flower pulled his hair slamming it in."His ass really taking…slut much LO...VE it…do you love it slut" Gianna scoled."Damm never saw a girl take so much." Flower laughedGianna grabbed his hair making him look at the mirrors on the wall"LOOK at yourself your whore….look at how pathetic you are. Going to make you suck that strap on, make you suck all your filth of" Gianna saidTed saw Flower Behind, sweat dripping down her. Shasta decided to look around anyway. She tried a number of the shops but didn't find anything except overturned display cases and litter on the floor. Either the villagers had taken everything when they left or the soldiers had stolen it all. Despairing of finding anyone she stuck her head in the fishmonger's shop."Is anybody here?" she called out. Pausing for a moment she was just about to leave when she heard a rustling in the back of the shop, and then a voice answered."Who is that?" the. “Point,” the referee called out seconds later, pointing to me.“Perhaps I have sorely underestimated the recruiting skills of my best pupil,” Dan commented after standing back up and brushing himself off. We bowed and faced off again.“Oh, yeah,” I thought to myself several minutes later after probably the best sparring match I’ve ever had. I felt alive and felt the blood coursing through my veins as I helped Dan up off the mat for the third time.We bowed and Dan looked me over appreciatively.. Last night was no different. Over the years I have taken on the persona of a male, with my short hair, short athletic body and small perky tits. I was in my forties now, but still cruised the local gay bars every Friday and Saturday night with my friends looking for woman. Nowadays, I liked them young and beautiful. Last night it was no different, that’s when I found Simone, a French businesswoman visiting Traverse City. You could tell by the way she carried herself that she was a very classy.