WARNING: sexual content in this chapter.

CHAPTER 14 – The real message: the girls

Jessie spent the evening with Glen, who hadn't left her for a minute. She felt at cloud nine, he was attentive and courteous, just a little possessive, enough to make her feel HIS woman, but without being obsessive or boring. She found out they had a lot of things in common, like love for dancing. Who would ever have said that a grizzly bear like him could dance so gracefully? Then he had an easy and infectious laugh. He was a joker and adored to play like a child, putting his victims in embarrassing situations because of his stunt. He told her a lot of funny stories involving several of his co-workers, including Vince McMahon.

"What happens when you are the victim of a joke?" asked Jessie

"Well, I surely can't complain, since I'm the first looking for troubles. When I fall in one of their trap, we end up laughing all together and then we go for a beer" he answered.

"I'm not so sure that you can take a joke so well, Glen. Look how you reacted when your costumes ripped up… you almost had a bile attack" she giggled, teasing him.

"I didn't expect to see my rear end doing a world tour on TV – he laughed – At first I swear I was livid. But when I saw the tapings, in my hotel room, I started to laugh so hard that almost pissed myself. You got me, I admit it but if you want to catch a glimpse of my assets you just have to say it. I would be pleased to show you, much better than a peep show.

Jessie slapped his arm playfully, feigning indignation.

"Who says I want to see your whole big ass?" She said theatrically.

"But I wasn't talking about my ass, Missy – he replayed with a sneer – Don't tell me you're not eager to see the rest… As for me, I would like to take a look of what is hiding under this beautiful azure dress".

She was speechless before his insolence.

A slow and sensual rhythm diffused around the room; Glen took Jessie's hand and they started to dance, so Jessie could bury her red face in his shoulder. He smelt good and she closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation of his muscles under her cheek.

Glen had his face in Jessie's mane and it scent was driving him crazy. He was an instinctive man and in that very moment his instinct was telling him to put his feelings in the open. He knew that Jessie liked him, but he didn't know how much. Maybe it was time for a good talking and if his instinct was right, that night Jessie would not have slept in her bed. Slowly he guided her in a quiet area of the room, under a balcony and when he was sure that nobody could see them, he lifted her chin and kissed her. The dimly light was creating an intimate atmosphere and gave her a sexy aura that he found irresistible.

Jessie was in a daze and couldn't think of anything other than that hard body against hers, that imperious tongue caressing hers, coercing her to kiss him back. She was melting in his arms and she didn't know if she could resist another hour before giving herself to him. She just hoped her innocence wasn't going to stop him.

Well – she thought – if he will make a scene then he is not the man for me!

Jessie valued herself a lot, nobody had the right to walk on her, neither Glen, even if he was the love of her life.

After a few minutes of kissing, Glen took her hand saying simply "Let go". He had booked a room at the hotel because after four days with Mark, in his ranch, he couldn't stand him anymore. Mark could stay the whole day without saying a word, constantly in the basement where he had his personal gym. Glen knew that when Mark was angry, frustrated or nervous his only relieve was wrestling, so he worked with weights and the sack, ignoring the rest of the world. So Glen chose to come back amongst "normal" people and reached the rest of the WWF at the hotel.

Glen walked Jessie out of the ballroom to the elevators. The doors opened and he pushed her gently inside, until she was with her back to one of the walls. He practically was on her.

"Come to my room – he asked her – we'll drink something and have a chat".

Jessie had her throat closed and couldn't speak, so she nodded her consent and cling to him when he lowered his head and took her mouth voraciously. The ding of the elevator signaling the 10th floor ended their kissing, Glen took her arm and walked her to his room. He opened the door with trembling hands and she smiled, knowing she wasn't the only one nervous that night. Once in the room, neither of them said anything for a few moments; they just stood there, looking each other in the silence full of expectations. She was the first moving and in an instant they were kissing in the middle of the room.

He removed his jacket and shirt, remaining with only his trousers, his chest naked. She had on her azure lacy underwear, her curves in plain sight covered only by the two tiny pieces of fabric. She was gorgeous, tall and slender but had curves in all the right places. He picked her up, walked to the bed and put her down in the middle of it, then he took out his pants and boxers and laid beside her.

Jessie looked at him…. he was so big…. and knew she had to tell him the truth.

"Glen, before we… go on, I have something to tell you" she started.

"I'm listening" he replayed kissing her face, neck and shoulder.

"I…. well, it's not easy…. I never…. I'm a…" she stammered, embarrassed. She didn't think it was so difficult to say it.

Glen rolled on her, so Jessie was on her back. He propped himself on his elbows, to look her face.

"I know darling, and if you're not sure tell me now and I will stop". And he would have done it, at all costs.

To say that Jessie was surprised would have been a euphemism.

"How do you know? I've never told anyone, just my friends and I trust them with my life".

"No, not the girls, but our common acquaintance Stacy, the big mouth" and he proceeded to tell her in detail what happened the night of the birthday party.

Jessie was livid. "That… I swear I will kill her" she said. Then tried to push Glen away.

"I had to warn the girls, before something terrible happens. Glen, damn you, move. I have to call the girls".

But Glen was too comfortable in that position and didn't move at all.

"Glen, you big ape, let me go, It's a matter of life or death" shouted Jessie, squirming.

All that struggling had an explosive effect on Glen hormones, so instead of move away, he put more of his weight on her, pinning Jessie on the mattress.

"Be quiet darling. Nothing will happen to your friends, Mark ordered us to behave correctly or he would have killed us with his hands".

"Oh… ok – she said relaxing a little. Then a doubt crossed her mind – What about Fresia? Mark will follow his own suggestions or should I worry?"

"No fear, baby. I warn him already. In that case I will be the one to destroy Mark with MY hands".

He lowered his head and started the exploration of her neck all over again.

"By the way – he said in between kisses – I'm sure Mark could never do anything to Fresia. I think he is in love with her".

"Really? That's incredible, you know Fresia was sure that he had asked Priscilla out because he was ashamed to be seen with her, she thinks she is not beautiful enough for Mark".

Glen looked at her, incredulous.

"I swear. She was devastated when he invited the other woman"

"What a stupidity. Mark is just scared by what he is feeling for your friend, but I'm sure that within a few days he will change his mind and will run after her everywhere".

Jessie wasn't listening anymore. He was kissing her behind her right ear and she moaned, while an electric shock made her quiver.

Glen kissed down her neck, biting her lightly, until he reached the top of her breasts, barely covered by the lacy bra. With expert hands he took it off, then he moved to her panties and in a few moments she was beautifully naked. Jessie was too busy to be ashamed, 'cause Glen had his mouth on her breast, kissing and licking her pert nipples like a starving man, while his hands caressed her thighs, opening them little by little.

She whimpered in pleasure, caught in an incredible sensation that made her breath short. Then his fingers reached her most precious area and started to move sensually over her clit and Jessie couldn't help but scream in pleasure. He entered her with his finger, moving in and out of her slowly and caressing her clit with his thumb. His mouth continued his torture of her nipples, murmuring dirty words in between kisses.

It was too much for Jessie. Her body tensed and with a long moan she cumm in his arms, and intense orgasm that shook her to the core.

He watched her, she had her eyes closed and her face was red with pleasure, she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. He couldn't wait anymore. He made her spread her legs and positioned his body between her thighs, her juices soaking him. She opened her eyes slowly, still trembling for her first orgasm and looked at him adoringly.

"I love you Glen" she said, she couldn't hide her feelings anymore, not when he was going to take her, body and soul.

Glen felt his heart skip a beat and looked at the girl in his arms. She was his future.

"I love you too Jessie, more than anything in my life".

She smiled and kissed him. Glen started to push his length inside her, she moaned in pain and for a moment tried to stop him, but he thrust relentlessly until he was completely inside her warmth. He stood still for a few minutes, kissing her, giving her time to adjust to his size. Then he started to move, slowly. God, that was Paradise. She was tight as a leather glove and hot and wet. He felt her relax beneath him and increased his pace, until she started to move with him, the pain forgotten, the pleasure overcoming her again.

Jessie lifted her legs and put them around his waist, giving him better access to her sex and Glen intensified his thrusts.

"Do I hurt you?" he asked panting.

She meowed in answer, the pleasure almost unbearable, and he let himself go, driving his shaft deeper and harder inside her. He felt her muscles starting to contract, then Jessie screamed her orgasm, holding to his shoulders, throwing her head back.

She was so beautiful and her muscles was squeezing and massaging him, catapulting him in a world of ecstasy. He continued to piston inside her, a little more roughly now, his eyes closed and after a few thrusts he exploded, almost dying of pleasure.

They stood like this for a while, gasping for air, with Jessie pressed against the mattress by his weight. When he had calm down a little, he shifted on his side holding Jessie in his arms.

"Are you all right?" he asked, stroking her air.

"Never been better – she answered snuggling to him – Maybe I won't be able to sit down tomorrow, but damn if it wasn't worth it!"

They laughed together, relaxing in the aftermath, until her breath became steady and she fell in a deep sleep. Glen smiled, picked up the blanket to cover them and closed his eyes, holding the world in his arms.

Nora and Kevin didn't like to dance very much, so they went out for a stroll under the stars, to burn some of the calories assimilated with the colossal meal of the evening. Maybe they had no gift for dance, but knew for sure how to honor good cooking.

"I must run for almost 20 miles tomorrow to get rid of all that food" she snorted.

"Yes, everything was really good, especially that chocolate mousse with hazelnuts. I must work out for more than an hour tomorrow" echoed Kevin, putting a hand on his belly.

"Well, just don't go too far. You wouldn't be Big Sexy anymore if you lost too much weight" she joked.

"By the way baby, I wouldn't like you no more if you grew thin, I never tolerated anorexic women".

"Oh don't worry, I'll never be anorexic. I was born with the trailer and will carry it with me till death" she said grimacing.

Kevin burst out laughing, Nora was something else. She always managed to put him in a good mood. Then there was the fact that he just had to look at her to turn hard as marble.

"Nora, your curves are fantastic – he said putting an arm on her waist – You have no idea of what happens to me every time I admire them"

"No, I don't know, what happens to you?" she flirted. She wasn't used to it but with Kevin it came naturally. She felt… licentious.

He replayed letting his hand slip lower, till it reached the object of the dispute, and tasted it with satisfaction. Nora yelled in surprise, glaring at him with her mouth open, speechless.

"I wanted to do it for a long time" he laughed and made a guilty face, but didn't remove his hand.

"Can I do it too?" she asked with a mischievous smile, and before he could answer she parked her little hand on his enormous buttocks.

They walked like this for quite some time, chatting about everything. Nora's cell signaled a message and she started to read it.

"It's from Fresia" she said.

Kevin saw Nora blushing furiously, putting a hand on her mouth and he became worried.

"What is it Nora? Something wrong?"

She didn't answer immediately, it seemed like she couldn't look at him. Then she sighed and placed in front of him.

"Kevin, I have something to ask you and you must answer sincerely" she said with authority.

"Shoot"

"By chance, have you…. Have you made a bet about me, or something like that?"

Kevin frowned, he didn't understand her question…

"Are you crazy? A bet? What kind of bet?"

Nora gave him the cell so he could read the message. He saw it and didn't say anything, but he knew what was going on. He returned her the cell

"I understand…. And what kind of bet should I have made? Maybe how long you can resist before taking me in your bed? Or perhaps which one of our stupid men would have been the faster to fuck you girls?"

"Kevin, it's pointless for you to get angry. I never considered you a stupid, but this message put me on the defensive. It means that Fresia had a good reason to think we are in danger" Nora said firmly.

"Listen, I don't know what that thickheaded of Mark has done, but surely I don't give a shit about what Stacy told us…." he replied.

"Stacy eh? – Cut off Nora – that… I have a swear word on my lips that I'm not going to tell… But I thought it". She was fuming and he found her even more sexy than usual.

"Nora, I like you period. Whether you are the Virgin Mary or the worst slut of the universe, I won't change my opinion about you".

She was listening carefully, loving what he was saying.

"Of course I'll have to handle you with care, but it won't stop what I intend to do to you" he grinned, grabbing her waist and lifting her till they were face to face.

Nora, took by surprise, could only hold on tight to his neck. She looked down and closed her eyes.

"Oh no Kevin, I feel dizzy now. Why do you think I avoid skyscrapers? – she said clinging to him – Please, don't let me fall".

"Look at me baby, you will not fall from this skyscraper" he said seriously.

She opened her eyes slowly and find herself to look at his blue ones. She had always loved his eyes… and that impertinent nose…. and his well-trimmed beard circling his sensual mouth…

"You know – she murmured, her mouth close to his – I always thought you're the most sexy man in the world, but close up you are even devastating".

"Then from now on it's like this that you're going to see me; shocking your senses is right what I want" then he closed the gap between them and took her mouth with his. He kissed Nora sensually, tasting her with his tongue and biting her lower lip lightly. She didn't care if they were just in the middle of the street, in front of everyone, as long as he kept kissing her like that, holding her tight. She felt… precious.

"Do you wonna go back to the hotel" he asked intentionally.

"Eh, it's late right? – she replied innocently, batting her eyelids – maybe we should go back". Said Nora grinning.

Kevin grinned too, wiggling his eyebrows, and put her down. Then he took Nora hand and they went in search of a taxi.

Stephanie received the message while sitting beside her father and brother, at the party. The event was drawing to a close and the McMahon family will be the last to leave the room, as usual, because they wanted to personally thank everybody. Vince cared a lot about having personal relationship with all his employees; it made them work serenely and with better results.

"Put the cell away, my dear, we have to shake hands with our guests" her father whispered.

She was in a daze, and didn't hear her father talking.

They know…. Oh Lord, who knew? Maybe Fresia was talking about their dream man? Damn, if it was difficult to make Paul acknowledge her before, now that he knew the truth he would have run away like he had a rabid dog at his heels. She was awakened abruptly from her thoughts by the elbow of his father; he didn't like to be ignored, especially by his family.

She smiled at him reassuringly, putting the cell away. He nodded satisfied. It took them another half an hour of shaking hands so that everybody was out of the room. Stephanie was there only with her body, because her mind was occupied trying to guess who was the one gossiping around their virginity and how much persons, other than their dream men, were informed about the secret.

God, the Circle was going to become the laughing stock of WWF. Obviously no one would have dared to mock her, they was too scared of Vince's anger. But what about her friends? They would have been at the mercy of the twister. She had to know who the spy was, she had to stop the chit-chat. She swore that whoever was the blabbermouth, he or she would have pay dearly.

As for Paul, she was afraid it was game over. He surely didn't want to be involved with her, now. She sighed depressed, going to the elevators with her family. She couldn't wait to take off her shoes, the feet were killing her. Then she needed to call Fresia. She entered her room, practically a little apartment, took off the heels and called Fresia, who answered at the first ring.

"Stephanie, are you all right? Are you alone? We need to talk, now" Fresia said in a rush.

"Calm down Fre, I'm ok. I received your message and almost fainted… Who? No one of us said a word, I'm sure".

"Stacy, it was that bitch Stacy. Mark said she was the one who informed them, at my birthday party. It seems that she heard us talk about the Circle and his secret"

"That's why the boys were looking at us in that strange way – said Stephanie sitting on the bed – Who knows how many people knew it, by now".

"I don't think she had the courage to divulge the secret too much. If her gossiping reachs your father's ears, he'd kick her out in a heartbeat – reasoned Fresia – But surely Mark, Glen, Paul and Kevin know it…. Too much already".

"Yeah, Paul practically doesn't speak to me since last Monday. He must think I'm dangerous, like a time bomb. I didn't think he was such a coward… Or maybe he doesn't care for me enough to risk… God, I'm depressed!" said Stephanie laying down on the bed.

"You tell me, I felt sick all the evening 'cause I thought that Mark preferred beauty…. Instead he doesn't want me because I lack in experience… from bad to worse… Anyway he proved to be a superficial man. What a disappointment".

"What? Would you believe it! Another coward eh?"

"By all accounts, yes"

"What about the other girls? What did they say?" asked Stephanie

"No one of them answered, I'm worried. We have to hope they're not in trouble right now"

"Don't worry too much Fresia. Jessie and Nora know how to defend themselves; I think Glen and Kevin should pay attention to their balls"

The girls laughed.

"You're right Steph, our friends could reduce those giants in tears" said Fresia, laughing some more.

"To come back to our problem – continued Fresia – That stupid, useless blond must pay for what she did. And we have to shut her mouth once and for all".

"I know what to do" yelled Stephanie, struck by a wonderful idea. She sat upright on the bed.

"Listen what we'll do…" and proceeded to explain the plan that would have taught that dumb Stacy to mind her own business"

Fresia listened to Steph amused… She really was a McMahon, brilliant! They agree to meet again the next morning to develop the details of the plan and said their goodnight, the depression forgotten.