"And we have a winner", announced the commentator as the boxing match ended. Larissa wasn't a fan of boxing, she barely knew who the two fighters were. She would watch matches simply to ogle at the athletes' bodies. Such an eye candy, large sweaty muscular bodies in shorts danced around the ring; a glorious sight to behold. One grape after the other entered her mouth almost involutarily as her eyes locked into their targets making her lose connection to her surroundings.<br/><br/>Suddenly, she heard a familiar voice. Finally someone to talk to! It was Ali coming back home with shopping bags. "No, I'm still sleeping" she said in sarcastic tone answering her friend's inquiry before she giggled playfully and proceeded to eat more grapes. "Thank you, you know my habits. I don't think I can remember where exactly I passed out.. Don't tell me it was your room?" she asked fighting the embarrassment with a coy giggle. "And I'm not that heavy" she added before she giggled and started feeling up her body from her waist up to her large breasts, "Eh, scratch that, I guess certain parts of me are heavy. I'll thank you one day.. or one night" she retracted her statement then winked at her friend.<br/><br/>-- Two minutes later --<br/><br/>"Ooooh Xavi!" she welcomed her man as soon as she realized he was present in the mansion. "How was your morning?" she asked casually, before she proceeded to peel a banana and stick it deep into her throat. Her eyes locked at her owner as she pushed most of the length inside, her full lips clenched around the stick suggestively before she released and pulled it out, then repeated the process, each time eating a small part of the banana.