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  As her body quickly reached the boiling point Queen's breath quickened and stopped.   Anticipating the scream that would follow Picasso, handed her a pillow.   Queen grabbed the pillow just in time to muffle her blood curling scream of sweet release.  
    Little did she know that the unknown artist was not finished.   He intensified his efforts and showed her clit absolutely no mercy and minutes later Queen erupted like an active volcano once again.   Forget sound reasoning, forget playing it safe, forget depriving yourself, Queen's body had spoken, loud and clear.   It wants what it wants and it wants him.
    "Make love to me." She managed to say as her body continued to experience shock waves of pleasure.
    "I'd love to." Paul's sultry voice replied.  
    As he entered her Queen's body melted over his like a Hershey bar on hot steel.   Her unexpected visitor continued to do some of his greatest work.   Although the paintbrush had changed the effect was still the same, a beautiful work of art.   His body clashed hard against hers and she met him with every rhythmic beat.   As he made the final stroke and signed his name on his masterpiece his body exploded into ripples of rapture.   Queen braced herself as her body convulsed from her third climax.   Screaming uninhibited she rode the wave in with him.  
    As they lay quietly in each others ’ arms Queen knew that she had made the right choice.   Earlier, she was convinced that it was the cocky Teddy who had entered her room for a late night snack.   What a pleasant surprise to see Paul's face as he entered her body and introduced her to pleasures she forgot exist.  
    Paul, who's eyes remained closed, smiled as Queen gently stroked his chest.   "I'm glad you left that door unlocked."   He sighed.
    "Not half as glad as I am." Queen giggled as she rolled over and mounted him for more.
    ~*~*~
    Queen woke up the next morning to the sound of a gentle knock on her door.   "Just a second," she yelled as she slipped Teddy's Jersey over her topless frame.   She looked around and discovered that Paul had gone.
    She opens the door expecting him to be there only to find Teddy there holding a large gift bag.  
    "What's up?" she asks.
    "I was out at the mall and I got you something to wear.   I figured it might be a little awkward wearing your Cheerleader's uniform back to the dorm.   And even more awkward wearing my Jersey.   It's a small campus and people like to talk."
    "People need to mind their damn business.   But thanks, that was very sweet of you," she said as she took the bag.   "Come in."
    "I'm sorry about last night." Teddy apologized.
    "Don't worry about it.   You probably saw more than that when I was cheering."
    Teddy laughed.   "I probably would have.   Unfortunately I was a little preoccupied."
    "Yeah, I suppose you were.   So where is Paul?" Queen asked as she removed a pair of jeans and a beautiful blouse from the gift bag.
    "He's in class."
    "He has a class on Saturday morning?"   She asked as she held the blouse up to her body.
    "No he teaches a youth class at the YMCA."
    "He's such a good egg."
    "Yeah, that he is.   Look I don't want you to get the wrong impression about me."
    "Oh yeah?   And what impression would that be?"   Queen asked as she pulled a greeting card from the bag.
    "I'm not really a womanizing dick.   I'm actually a good guy."
    "Yeah, I know that.   I can tell.   A womanizing dick wouldn't have cared what I wore on my walk of shame.   Let alone buy me such an expensive outfit.   These are beautiful.   Thank you so much."   Queen said as she kissed him on his lips.
    Teddy fought the urge to stick his tongue in her mouth.   "No problem.   I hope they fit.   I had to guess your size."
    "They're perfect."
    "As I was saying.   I'm not really a dick.   I'm just too young to get serious about a girl right now.   I'm not playing games and I don't lead anybody to believe that it's anything other than what it