Ok sooooooooo…This is a very graphic chapter in some ways, not as graphic as others but then again there is girl on girl in this. I apologize if anyone is uncomfortable with femslash but it is important to me for developing Savannah as a sexually deviant individual. The last chapter showed hints of her venerability, just a smidge and this one once again highlights how messed up her ideals are. Hope your liking the fic, please stick with me and PLEASEEEEE PRETTY PLEASE REVIEW.

Not once in her career as a make-up artist had Savannah found herself doing make up as fast as she did John Cena's. Their conversation had been no less then awkward so all she wanted was to speed up the process and have him out of her sight for a while. She hated thinking about their past, he was right they did have some good times, but all of that was over shadowed by his mushy behaviour towards the end of their "relationship", if you can even call it that. His emotions were something she didn't need to relive, and that's why every time the doctor of thuganomics opened his mouth in her make up chair she turned up the radio until she thought they both might have temporary hearing loss.

He must having been feeling the tension to because he took the hint and didn't say another word until she had finished and he got up to leave, "Catch you later Savannah." John said casually, stopping momentarily to tilt his hat before leaving her.

Anna rushed through her work, doing touch up on superstar after superstar until she was sure her hands were about to fall off. John had her frazzled to say the least and she couldn't wait to get off work and back to Randy. Sometimes she felt like an animal when she was with him, they has instincts and acted on them regularly…regularly meaning all the time. They didn't really do anything else, she didn't actually know much about the man besides what she'd seen on TV and read in the dirt sheets. Then again that was exactly what she liked about him, there was no emotional attachment between them. Randy had a family at home, a wife and a brand new baby, he wasn't about to fall in love with her like John and she loved that fact.

She decided that Randy deserved a reward, she was feeling generous and decided to call in a favour. Cena had her worked up, and now she needed to prove to herself that Randy was wasn't like him, he was a fun play thing and that was it. It also didn't hurt to give him a surprise after how angry he was about leaving him tied up last week. He still seemed pissed when he left earlier, even after they had sex, he just zipped up and left without saying a word. A treat would be a good idea; Savannah smiled grabbing her cell from her bag and dialled seven little numbers.

Randy was pissed, he'd lost his match against Jericho and once again he felt like the match could have been better. He just couldn't get her off his mind, whether he was in bed with her or in the ring without her. He just couldn't seem to shake her from his thoughts. Tonight his mind was clouded with the look on Johns face when he walked in on he and Savannah having sex. She was acting funny too, tensing up when she saw him, of course it's awkward when someone walks in on that kind of situation but it felt almost too awkward. Randy knew that they used to have a thing, but that was over…so why did John look so upset? He knew that Randy was fucking her now; he often brought it up himself. Why was tonight so hard on him?

Savannah slipped her key card in the door and made her way inside with her present in tow. To her surprise Randy was nowhere in sight, everyone said that he had left early and he looked pretty down so she assumed he was here just waiting for her to cheer him up. Straining her ears she could faintly here running water in the bathroom, the red head smirked before tucking her gift in the closest, "Just wait here," She whispered to it. Once she knew it was safely hidden she shed her clothes and made her way to the bathroom.

The room was full of steam and Randy was singing his own horrible rendition of his theme song in the shower. He had the body of a Greek god but the voice of a drowning kitten. Reaching out she pulled back the sliding glass door to reveal Randy's naked body. "Any room in there?" She asked.

Startled Randy turned around and smiled when he recognized the face in front of him, "Of course." He told her, moving aside so she could climb in under the steady stream of water.

"Still angry?" She questioned, wearing nothing but a wicked grin. He shook his head no, "Good." Anna told him, "because have I got treat for you."

His eyes were full of wonder, "What is it?"

"Patience my dear," The woman responded, "Just enjoy this." She trailed her nails down his chest and stomach before lowering onto her knees and taking him in her mouth. His hands found her hair quickly as her tongue began to tease him.

Fifteen minutes later the pair emerged from the bathroom, Randy in a cotton towel and Savannah in his RKO t-shirt. They were barley out the door when he pushed her onto the bed, pulling up the t-shirt and trailing kisses up her stomach to her breasts, "Randy aren't you forgetting something?" She asked.

He stopped and thought for a moment, "Umm condom?"

She laughed, "nope."

"No condom? Sweet." Randy cheered, moving his hand up her thigh to her center.

Anna gasped as his touch, "No silly your surprise." She climbed out from underneath him, as he looked on frustrated. "Remember patience is key." Savannah said, making her way to the closet and pressing her hand to the doorknob. "I present to you, your surprise…" She started, opening up the closet. If it could have Randy's jaw would have hit the floor when he saw what she had brought him. "…And our guest for the evening, the lovely Maria." Anna finished.

The bubbly girl didn't move from inside the closet, she simply smiled and waved, "Hi Randy." She said nervously biting her lip.

Randy didn't know what to say, and Savannah knew that he had no idea how to react. He probably thought it was some kind of test on his character. The red head took Maria by the hand and lead her into the middle of the room, "Now Randy I know we said that the roster couldn't know about our little secret but we can trust her. Can't we Boop?"

The giddy girl nodded, "I wont tell a soul." She said, shaking her head.

Randy just sat there on the bed dumb founded, "What's the matter?" Anna asked him, "Don't want to play with her?" He still didn't move, "Fine then if your not going to play with her I will."

Savannah twirled her fingers into the brunette's hair before softly brushing her lips against her mouth. Trailing a hand down her body she finally settled on resting her hands on Maria's hips, "Don't move." She instructed her and then for the second time that evening fell to her knees.

"Maria here has had a crush on me for quite sometime," Savannah said, turning her attention to a confused Randy, "haven't you Ria?" The girl nervously tucked her hair behind her ear and nodded. "So Randy, I bring to you dinner and a show…and since your being all nervous I guess you get the show before dinner."

He still wasn't sure what was going on but a smile managed to surface on his lips as he watched Savannah untie the string of Maria's blue silk robe and let it fall to the floor revealing her perfect playboy body. The red head proceeded to place kisses down the playmates abdomen and stomach until her lips found the girls center. Maria began to squirm and so did Randy as he watched Savannah pleasuring another woman before him.

Having no idea what to do he simply watched on as Maria began to moan loudly throwing her head back and tweaking her nipples. It was obvious that the girl was having a hard time standing up as Anna flicked her tongue back and forth across her sensitive flesh. It was also very obvious that Randy was becoming rather turned on, his breathing had quickly become heavy and his towel was getting tighter by the second.

The girl began to pant, biting her bottom lip before crying out in pleasure. Anna didn't stop her attack making sure that she dragged out Maria's orgasm, all the while trying her damnedest to hold her up. When she was sure the brunette was finished Savannah made her way back to her feet and wiped her mouth, "So Randy ready for dinner?" She said with a smile. He nodded rapidly and ripped off his towel, causing the two girls to giggle.

Maria and Savannah climbed up on to the bed beside the tortured Randy. He moved his arms around them, his lips finding Anna's first, feverishly kissing her before his tongue found its way into Maria's mouth. This was most certainly a night he would never forget.