Part 4: Our Champion Raises his Mighty Sword
The sun was low in the west by the time Lolatina and I were able to rejoin the crowd, earning some knowing glances from her girlfriends who now huddled around her, eager for the whispered news. Unlike some of the other women of the Latin tribes, these Sabines showed not the slightest reluctance in openly discussing their s****l activities and the performance of their mates, and while not privy to the enthusiastic feminine discussion that now bubbled up all around me, I did find myself favored with frequent smiles of approval as pretty heads turned my way. For my part, I tried to ignore the flurry of hushed conversations and girlish giggles, although I was well aware of the lewd glances, even though I kept my gaze to the front, determined to con
