The only other person still alive in the arena was Mariska, who had taken a hard right into mad religious nutcase territory and never looked back, cac...ling and capering with joy now that she had managed to unseal Malgarath the Firelord from the mountain he was imprisoned under for centuries or even millennia. I was a little hasty on the specifics there.Enna and Calliope were ... somewhere. Probably dead, if they hadn’t shown up yet. They managed to keep the entire arena from burning all at. “A bit short huh girl. I guess that hooker didn’t have quite the tits and ass as you do. Any way no time to waste girl we’re heading out.”He urged us to get into the car and Kayleigh followed suit. She looked incredible. Her ass cheeks and tits essentially fell out of her robe with each stride.We got into Mr. Dudley’s Car. He turned to Kayleigh.“Lose the robe girl.”Her cheeks reddened before she untied it. He commanded her to lose it all together and hand it to him. He laid the robe out over. Langston, I'll get to the point -- has anyone offered to sponsor you and David?" Offers are a bit thin at present..." Alma allowed."I wondered if we might sit down and discuss it. David is such a well-mannered young man..."Alma's eyes lit. "My! That might be a pleasant prospect!" Are you busy this evening?" I asked."No, not at present..." Let me see if I can arrange..." I began -- then the AI projected 'Suite 1172, available immediately' below the projection of Alma. "Could you and young David. That's it.There was a loud clanging sound, the shuttle shuddering. Wendi could hear the sound of hydraulics, as well as a few other bangs. One of the boys, Harry, went to the shuttle door control panel. He turned to Sean."No gravity, atmospheric pressure low and dropping." Sean nodded."Good. Let's hope most of the crew is gone, or at least out of action." He drew his weapon, the others doing the same. Wendi looked at her handgun. All that practice...She felt a hand on her shoulder, and looked.