Marty was slightly taken aback by the female voice. "Is Dean there?" heasked."Marty?" said the voice.Marty wondered who the woman was. Had Dean had a ...girl over? How did sheknow him? She had used his first name. "Yeah, who's that?" he asked."Marty, can you come over right away? I need you, urgently." Her voicesounded strained."Who is that?" he asked, but the woman had hung up.Marty was annoyed at first, wondering who the woman was. Then he began tothink of all possible scenarios that would have. Jenny supposed she had been more fortunate. Her father had been arrested and hanged in Long Kesh as a terrorist. Unjustly so in her mind. But enough of this. Jenny’s mind shifted back to Sean. They had been young then. They were in love and talked about a future together. But that was only another heartbreak in a long series it seemed. Thinking back she could hear her grandfather and mother coaxing her. ‘Hurry up. We have to go.’ ‘Go where? This is our home.’ ‘Not any more. The provos and the. " I kissed her hand. "You're new around here." "Yeah. Refugee. From the Third Autumnal Court. Hoping to be granted asylum." She planted one hand on a hip, and raised a cocktail glass that hadn't existed a moment ago to her lips. The liquid inside might have been some kind of wine, but if so, it wasn't one I'd ever seen. Neither white nor red, it was light blue. "So if you haven't even been granted asylum yet, how'd you get invited to one of these little shindigs?" I offered a faint shrug. "His. I screamed out the whole time as the other guy with the camera got a good look at my facial expressions. The two of them fucked me for a good ten minutes this way as I ended up cumming again. The guy who was fucking my ass was now ready to cum and he pulled out of my ass and shot his warm cum all over my back. I continued to fuck the other guy as I rode his cock very hard. It only took a few minutes and he pulled his cock out of me and shot his cum all over my ass as I laid on top of him. I.