Kira and Mark saw Marcee approaching Roberto and company's table. From the looks of it Marcee is shouting at not just Roberto but the other four girls... as well."Looks like he is going to get it!! Worst case scenario she is gonna dump him!!" Kira shook her head with a light smile."To be honest Kira I don't really think he cares!! Just look at his face!! You would have thought that the Devil possessed him!!" commented Mark, in a more serious tone.Marcee started crying, running away from Roberto's. Myka placed a restraining hand on the Gnath. "I suggest you concentrate on finding the raiders and not worry about me, magistrate. Come, Jonar. We need to get this beast out of the building before the Governor's troops get here."It was too late for that, of course. When they finally squeezed Gnusyl back out the front doors, the same half dozen men from earlier in the day were waiting for them with the rest of the crowd. They had brought another fifty Gnathar guards and were smiling as they. She had made a sort of small room and said she often used it to get some quiet time and this time she had covered the floor with old sacks. She had made the bales into a seat and a backrest and was sitting there waiting for me and patted the seat next to her.I sat wondering what was happening, but didn’t have to wait too long, she said I could have the ring back and slid it seductively onto my finger…. And now I can give you a kiss for your birthday she said… and leaning over to me offering her. ...It was the PFA awards night, Steven Gerrard sat there as young player ofthe year and he was happy as anyone could ever be. He sat with his matesMichael Owen and Joe Cole. The award ceremony was coming to an end and thethree young stallions were planning to go back to their hotel room for acelebration.Meanwhile, Alan Smith sat on a table with all his fit Leeds team-mates, IanHarte, Harry Kewell and Rio Ferdinand. Alan was so turned on by these fitmen in tuxes his 11" cock really need some.