DD 11

Emma. I want my TWO updates. Please. Hehe.

It was as though the heavens were crying as the rain fell down hard and quickly to the earth floor. The tree's hunched down as the rain over powered them. The resort abandoned and all afternoon activities had been cancelled.

Marian and Djaq looked at each other both bored as their parents sat and spoke with each other. But then a glint appeared in both their eyes and they smirked. They both knew what the other one was thinking. Both forming a psychic plan in their heads as to make their wish come true. They both stood and began putting their rain jackets on.

'Where are you girls going in this weather?' Djaq's mother asked from across the room.

'There is a charades in the west lobby.' Djaq replied more innocent than Marian thought possible.

Their parents nodded their consent and before another word was said both Marian and Djaq had left.

They laughed as they walked to the end of the stairs before splitting up and going their separate ways. Each to the man that had captured them.

The rain continued to battered the houses as though trying to break in. Marian once again smiled as Robin traced his hand gently across her bare back as she laid on his naked torso. She loved the way he made her feel. The way his smile made her smile. How his sarcastic comments and cocky grins would melt her in an instant. And how no matter the circumstances, she could always see herself here. In his arms. In his bed. In his life. But then a thought came to her. Exactly how many women have felt this way by this man?

'Have you had many women?' Marian asked sitting up and looking him in the eye.

'What?' Robin asked almost laughing as he looking down at her.

'Have you had many women?' Marian asked again smiling.

'Baby come on.' Robin said.

'Tell me. I want to know.' Marian continued.

'No, no.' Robin said as he removed himself from his place in bed and stood, pulling his trousers on.

'You got to understand what its like Marian.' Robin tried to explain. 'You come from the streets to here, and women are throwing themselves at you. And they smell so good and they really take of themselves. Where I come from they weren't like that. Their so rich you think that they must know everything.'

Marian sat up holding the bed sheet around her as watched Robin pacing around the room and listened as he continued.

'And they're giving me three four room keys a night, different girls. And I think. I must be scoring big.' Robin stated. 'And I'm thinking. They must care about me. Or else they wouldn't do it.' He finished as he buttoned up his dark blue shirt.

'Its OK I understand. You were just using me.' Marian said sadly.

'No Marian. That's not it at all.' Robin said walking over and sitting on the end of the bed next to Marian. 'They were using me.' Robin said sadly.

Marian looked at him. And for once she seemed to feel like he was opening up to her. That she was beginning to understand what kind of life he had. Almost as though she could see into his soul. She reached forward and kissed him passionately as he lowered her back down onto the bed.

Djaq laughed as Will planted soft kisses on her neck. She loved to come and watch him work, even if she did turn out to be a distraction. He was topless and a light cover of sweat covered his torso from his work. Djaq giggled as his kisses tickled her neck. She never wanted to leave. For that meant leaving this man. The man she realised she had come to love.

The next day the sun had cleared and everything went back to normal. All the activities had begun again. Including Marian's dancing lessons with Robin. She laughed as she tried to dance, but Robin;s arms failed to hold their frame as they snaked down her body.

'Hey! My frame. Where's my pleasing arc.' Marian mocked as she danced with Robin around the studio room, mimicking the words she had heard many times when he had been teaching her to cover for Sarah. 'Spaghetti arms! Would you give me some tension please?' She continued as once again Robin's hands wondered to her bottom and waist.

Robin moaned and sloughed his arms as Marian pushed them from her body and danced away, but he soon followed trying once more to wrap his arms around her slender waist. He grabbed her and began sliding down her body.

'Your invading my dance space.' Marian said, pushing him away. 'This is my dance space and this is yours.' She mimicked him with her arms. 'Let's cha cha.'

Robin nodded as he smirked at her. She had become quite the tease, and was driving him mad with desire and passion. He danced professionally, but only for a moment. As once again his control faltered and he slid his arms down her body once more.

'Don't look down.' Marian called bringing him back up to eye level. 'Look right here.' She motioned to her eyes as Robin once more sighed.

Marian danced away from him , as he gave up and fell to the floor with a thud. He turned and leaned his head on his hand as he lay on the floor, and watched her dance. She was so captivating. He could watch her all day. They way she moved, the way she smiled, the way her hair blew in the breeze. He loved her. But he knew that it would have to come to an end. Either way, she had to leave on Sunday. But while they were hear, and together, why not have some fun.

'Sylvia.' Robin mimicked to the song that play

ed on the music box.

'Yes Mickey?' Marian played along mimicking back and smirking at him over her shoulder as she continued to dance up to the shade.

'How do you call you lover boy?' Robin smirked as he also mimicked again to the song.

'Come here lover boy.' Marian motioned with her finger as she disappeared behind the shade.

'And if he still doesn't answer?'

'Oh lover boy.' She mimed in a sweeter voice as she appeared out from the other side of the shade.

'And if he still doesn't answer.' Robin said kneeling and thrashing his head to the music.

'I simply say...baby.' Marian mimed as she kneeled to the floor and began crawling to Robin. 'Oh baby. My sweet baby. Your the one.'

Robin wrapped his arms around her as they both stood from the floor. Their bodies grinded together as they danced as one. Their bodies swaying close.

'Locksley.' A deep voice called from down the stairs.

Robin and Marian both flew apart as Marian pretended to be practising and Robin walked over to the record player. They both groaned inwardly when Guy appeared at the top of the stairs.

'Marian.' He smiled when he saw her. 'Taking dance lessons? I could teach you.' He stated as he began to do a ridiculous dance. Marian chose to ignore him, for fear of bursting out laughing. She thanked the gods when with a loud ear screeching sound Robin cut the music.

Guy took the hint and walked over to Robin to speak to him.

''Uh Locksley. As you know my uncle put me in charge of the last show. I want to talk to you about the last dance. I want to shape things up a bit, you know move with the times' Guy stated.

'Really.' Robin looked up excitedly. 'Cause you know I have lots of ideas-'

Guy cut him off. 'Wow Locksley. Your in over your head. I thought you always do the mambo.' Guy said. 'Now why not dance this years final dance to the Pachenga.' Guy stated excitedly, like it was the best idea he ever had.

Robin's expression fell. 'Right.'

Guy sensed his disagreement. 'Well your welcome to do the same old dances you always do. And then next year we will find new dancers that-'

'Sure Guy. No problem' Robin cut in. 'We'll end the season with the Pachenga. Great idea.'

Guy smirked and walked over to Marian who had been watching curiously. Wanting nothing more than to punch Guy in the face.

'He's hard to talk to. But the ladies seem to like him.' Guy smirked to her. More than you know. Marian thought to herself. 'Make sure you get the full half hour your paying him for.' He added and then with a disgusting and sexist wink he left.

Marian watched Robin as he was turned away from her. She could tell by his tense muscles and back that he was in a bad mood. Which was only confirmed when he slammed the lid of the record player down hard.

Marian marched trying to keep up with Robin's fast pace as they walked back to his cabin.

'That little wimp. He wouldn't know an idea if it hit him in the Pachenga.' Robin yelled angry at Guy's earlier encounter. 'If he wanted ideas. I could have told him some ew ideas.'

'Well why did you let him talk to you like that anyway?' Marian stressed.

'What you mean fight the boss man?' Robin asked like it was the most silliest thing he had every heard.

'Yeah tell him your ideas. He's a person like everyone else.' Marian stated. She really had no idea how ridiculous this thought was.

'Look I know these people, baby.' Robin explained. 'They are rich and they're mean. They won't listen to me.'

Marian smiled when he called her baby. She loved being not someone's, but his baby.

'Well then why not fight harder? Make them listen.' Marian argued.

'Because I need this god-damned job lined up for next summer.' Robin moaned. 'My dad calls me today, and tells me that uncle Paul can finally get me in the union.' Robin said.

'What union?' Marian asked interested as they stopped walking.

'The house painters and plasters Local number 179 at your service.' Robin spat disgusted.

Marian smiled sympatheticly as she placed a comforting hand on his arm.

Robin pulled away and started walking again. Only for Marian to pull him to the ground telling him to be quiet. Robin kneeled next to her and frowned at the action. But then he saw it. Her father walking out of their holiday home. Robin sighed. She was ashamed of him. And she was right to be. He was nothing, just a dancer. He would be her fathers last man in mind for dating his daughter. And again he would not blame him.

'I don't think they saw us' Marian whispered.

Robin sighed and stood as did Marian. 'Fight harder huh?' Robin said looking down on her sadly. 'I don't see you fighting harder. I don't see you running up to daddy and telling him that I'm your guy.'

'Well with my father its complicated. I will tell him-' Marian began to explain.

'I don't believe you Marian.' Robin cut in. 'I don't think you had any intention of telling him...Ever.' Robin snapped turning and walking away from her.

Marian watched him walk away as a single tear slid down her face. Because some part of her...knew he was right.