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IS IT OK TO TELL LIES IN ORDER TO PROTECT SOMEONE ELSE’S INNOCENCE BECAUSE THEY ARE TOO YOUNG TO LEARN?!

JIN HAS A SHIRT ON THAT SAYS RADICAL FEMINIST!!!!!

&&. Our muses get into a fist fight, and it turns to hot, passionate sex.

Flora narrowed her eyes as she stared at the file in her hands. “He can’t be that hard for you to beat, Flo.” her coach said. The boy on the picture–Mason Price–didn’t quite look like a boxer. But then again, neither did Flora. However she had surprised many, being a champion in her league. It was time for her to move up to a higher rank, that’s why Mason was her next opponent. A smile spread across her face as she scanned the picture a little better. He certainly didn’t look like most of the guys she had fought before. His features seemed more warm and kind–not like a winning boxer. But seeing his references, Mason was a champion as well. “I know.” the blonde replied as she closed the folder, putting it away. Her coach had all faith in her, and she had it as well… But for some reason, Flora wasn’t all this sure about this one. Maybe it was the fact that Mason seemed… Different.

When the day of the game was there, Flora sat in her room. She looked at herself in the mirror and wondered why she ever wanted to be a boxer. Her mother had tried everything to make her daughter go on ballet. Because she was so graceful and beautiful–but no. She wanted the risk, the danger–the adrenaline. Somehow, it made her different as well. A smile spread across her lips as she thought back of it. Flora had been lucky her parents accepted her choice–her passion. She had everything she wanted right here–right now. Well, almost anything. Love hadn’t found its way into her life yet. As if she was waiting for the perfect match to come along. She wanted him to be kind and caring, yet a fun person to be around. Wise. Strong. Same interests as her and being good looking also would be a bonus. Maybe her standards were too high? A knock on her door brought her back to reality and Flora turned around in her chair as she said ‘Come in.’. One of her eyebrows shot up when she recognized the face in the doorway–Mason price.

“Mason Price–What do you want?” the girl asked as she stood up, curious. Soon the two started talking, bickering to be more precise. About who was going to be the winner, who was the strongest. “Don’t be so delusional, girls shouldn’t be boxers.” Mason said, laughing–mocking her–as he crossed his arms over his chest. He had been working on her nerves since the moment he walked in and Flora narrowed her eyes. “Shut up. You have no idea how hard I’ll kick your ass up there.” she spat back, stepping closer. “Please. You’re crazy.” he rolled his eyes. “Oh really?” the blonde spoke on her turn before quickly hitting him full in the stomach. It was a smooth yet powerful move, gracious even, and caught him totally by surprise. “Bitch.” Mason mumbled as he quickly recovered–sooner than she’d expected him to–giving her a taste of her own medicine And before they knew they were fighting even before the start of their match. Flora managed to kick Mason to the floor, sitting on his hips as she pressed his arms against the floor, her eyes locked with his. “You just got served by a girl, Mr. Price.” the blonde said, swaying her long blonde locks over one of her shoulders as she stared at him, smiling. “Changed your idea on us yet?” she continued, biting her lip. But Mason surprised her once again by flicking them over. Before she realized, he was on top of her, keeping her wrists locked to the ground with only one of his hands. “In your dreams.” the brunette boy replied, under his breath. For a second they stayed silent, watching at each other until the unexpected happened–Mason leaned down to kiss her. Hard. Flora immediately opened her lips for him, their tongues continuing to fight for dominance. With he free hand he ripped her blouse open, the sound of her buttons hitting the ground overshadowed by the sound of their lips moving in perfect sync in a kiss more rough and aggresive than any fight she had ever been in. His hand wandered her body, discovering every inch of it as he moved his lips from her mouth to her ear and down her neck to her collarbone and breasts. Flora moaned, closing her eyes at his touch. It made her world spin in a way she had never experienced before. “Damn, Price…” the girl muttered under her breath. But the brunette boy hushed her, letting go off her hands so she could undress herself further while he did the same with his own clothes. Soon they found themselves having the best sex on her own dressing room floor, only a few hours before their game. But Flora knew what made this guy so different… She had wanted more from him than only victory. His eyes, his mouth, his hands–his touch–had made her want him.

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