“I am afraid that is for Cena to decide; she found and claimed you,” she said. As he stood there, learning of his fate, Cena and another, younger... woman each took one of his hands. “Come; I will show you around our island and where you will stay,” said Cena. He was ushered along the paths to another large building. The door was open and when they went inside, Girard almost lost his breath. Inside was a huge atrium and there were many benches and mats on the floor everywhere like beds. There. He seemed to relax when he saw them, and turned to signal out the door. When they all got outside they found Tony waiting for them."What's he doing here?" Hope asked, pitching her voice quietly."Briana phoned me, said she needed help getting people home," Marcus explained with a shrug. "I called Tony. Told him I needed help. Now we're here." Let's get home," Shawna said as she nestled in tightly against Marcus' side, trembling still. He just nodded as they all headed for the cars. Lorraine gave. ‘Fuck me again,’ I whispered in his ear, ‘then take my bottom.’ He took a deep breath, controlling himself I think, then said, ‘Lay back. I want to taste that lovely pussy of yours.’ ‘Oh, yes please,’ I said as I lay back. He moved down my body, running his hands across the material of the basque. I could see what Lena meant about wearing it. You couldn’t feel his hands properly and he couldn’t get at my boobs which were longing to be kissed properly by him. Then my legs. He stroked my legs. His sexual proclivities aside, he was a good guy. We had a talk. I helped him get back into the swing of things. Kyle thanked me. We hugged each other. He told me how grateful he was to have me in his life. Kyle was getting back into the swing of things. He went to wrestling practice and ignored the folks who said foolish things about him. He got his grades back up. He finished first place at the state wrestling championships this year. Not bad at all. In my eyes, he will always be the number.