You know I think you're beautiful. And sexy. I hate to think of a life in which you weren't my friend. With or without benefits. But I don't think I'm...in love with you." And I'm not in love with you, CC. They say you never forget your first, so you'll always be special and I hope we'll always be friends." She manoeuvred until she was upright and riding him, having cautiously made sure there was enough headroom. There was ... just. She rocked her hips and he sighed with pleasure, and reached to. " Candy? You have more candy? Booboo like candy."Ron ran his hand through the scalp of the big man's now clean hair, stopped and frowned. "I think we need to get Randy out here before he goes back to the Cleveland Clinic. We might be able to restore Booboo to the real world. Some time ago, he has taken a major trauma to his head."TC looked at Ron. "Who's Randy?" Randy Peterson is one of the world's best brain surgeons. He was out here for Jamie, but it was too late. He might be able to help. ."Miranda stepped back from the microphone as the spectators applauded and the old man returned with a peculiar gleam in his eye and an envelope. "Here you are," he said simply holding it out to her and glancing at the sea of people, "enjoy your prize, Ms. Lilcamp."Miranda nodded, and was about to thank him again when Nezumi let out a sudden quiet hiss. "Nezumi?" she inquired quietly, accepting the envelope and glancing in puzzlement at her rattata, "What is it, dearest?"The rattata's eyes. After a few minutes of diving exercises she was satisfied, stood up and let hemself lick clean from toes to pussy. Finally, she ordered a service boy to fill the collected natural champagne in bottles, and led the slave into a large bed where he was tied to the bed posts with his arms and legs stretched.For the second part of the event there were three different groups: some wanted to use the slave completely, others only to be satisfied oral and the rest wanted to just humiliate and dominate..