Animal Magic
By Crossmanx at crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - Comments and ideas welcome
The Mason Girls Roar!


Animal Magic

Peter the doorman at The Excelsior Hotel recognised the car as it approached
and as it pulled up he went to the rear to let the important person exit the
limousine. Out came Jonathan Mason a young and very wealthy entrepreneur, who
had recently acquired The Excelsior and was here to finalise another of his
business deals. Jonathan spoke with Peter the faithful and traditional doorman
dressed in his old style coat and top hat. They talked as if old friends
catching up with each other, well Jonathan had been to this hotel on a number
of occasions and grown quite fond of it.

Jonathan enjoyed coming to The Excelsior it was a special kind of hotel, a
hotel that drew a certain kind of person to it, as they specialised in various
different events and entertainment, for special guest. (Reader may wish to
read the previous stories An Evening's Entertainment, The Heartless Foe & Milf
Club). So impressed had he been that the wealth young man had brought the
hotel.

Just then Ms Scarlet the manager, or Mistress as she liked to be called, of
The Excelsior came out to greet the new owner. Jonathan had selected her
personally for the job due to her reputation as a stylish and sophisticated
woman with a methodical work manner, a keen eye for detail and a strict
working code. She was dressed as always immaculately in her skirt business
suit, with her long dark hair, tied back and perfectly in place. The tall
woman in her late 30's greeted the young man and led him inside, she headed
towards the largest of the event rooms that the hotel had, that was set aside
for him today.

As they reached the room the elegant woman opened up both of the large doors
and showed Jonathan inside "everything is set up as requested Mr Mason, your
entourage has already arrived and have been getting themselves ready for a
while now." He looked around the room, which was much smaller than it normally
looked due to the heavy dark curtains that surround the now reduced centre
area of the room. 'Good everything is almost ready' he thought "And Sir, your
'guest' is already here" Ms Scarlet indicated to the two leather swivel chairs
that where in the centre of the room. Sat in one was an older oriental man,
who looked slightly annoyed as he had been kept waiting by some young upstart!
'Yes now everything is ready', Jonathan was pleased and Ms Scarlet left the
two business men to their 'meeting!'

Outside and Peter was talking Samuel, Jonathan Mason's driver, the two had
become friends due to all the visits that either Jonathan or his various
members of his entourage, the Mason girls, had made to the hotel, to enjoy
themselves! "So what's going on today then?" Samuel asked, Peter looked at his
watch "I'm off in ten minutes, park up and meet me in the canteen, tell you
all about it!"

Back inside and Ms Scarlet was approaching the reception desk after escorting
Mr Mason to his events room. Stood there with a piece of paper in his hand was
a nervous looking bellboy. Ms Scarlet stopped and looked down at him through
those stylish, but slightly stern looking glasses of hers "please ma'am I have
a message for you." Ms Scarlet took the note, it was from Mrs Forbes and Mrs
Johnson, regular visitors to the hotel and currently on the exclusive top
floor. The note was very apologetic and said that both Mrs Forbes and Mrs
Johnson had worn out and broken the 'entertainment' that had been arranged for
them and please could Ms Scarlet provide something extra for them?

Ms Scarlet shook her head and looked at her watch 'those women, well they have
been busy ... ... But they have had their 'entertainment' for quite a while
now, and nothing lasts forever!' She looked back at the bellboy "you're new
here aren't you?" "Er, Yes ma'am, started today" his young eyes widened with a
touch of slight panic. 'Yes I remember you!' Ms Scarlet grinned, not always a
good sign, but in his case this was a positive statement.

The lad had performed very well in her 'in-depth' interview she remembered,
very well indeed and there was no better way to break in a new bellboy in this
hotel than to 'jump in at the deep end' so to speak. "Right boy you go and see
to Mrs Forbes with my compliments and boy, remember you always give your best,
your delivery to the highest of standards, you look after the guest and I
expect to hear only good things about your service, do you understand?"

The bellboy just nodded as he thought back to that interview he'd had with Ms
Scarlet 'working at The Excelsior was going to be far different from what he
had expected!' He rushed off, at a dignified pace, to the elevators. Ms
Scarlet smiled; she knew Mrs Forbes would enjoy that cute one. Now the
Mistress of The Excelsior herself, made her way to the elevators, with the
stylish, sexy and authoritarian walk of her, and as for Mrs Johnson 'The
Mistress would take care of her, personally!'

Back in the events room Jonathan moved over to the centre of the room and the
two chairs, he sat down and looked over at the oriental man, who still didn't
look best pleased. His look said 'I don't like being kept waiting!' and
Jonathan's look said 'shall we begin?' Just then a pair of those large
curtains opened up and an area of the room was now in full view of the two
men, the event had begun.

The area was light up with a pale yellow light, at one end and too the right
stood a tall black man, a broad tough looking man who was dressed in a pair of
dark trousers and dark fighting gloves, the older oriental man smiled this was
his man. Opposite to the black man and on the other far side was Jonathan
Mason's man ... ... er woman! Stood there was the stunning brunette Donna, one
of the Mason girls and someone well suited to this challenge.

Donna was dressed in one of her favourite outfits, one that Jonathan had given
her some time ago, and one she felt very comfortable in. A pair of ankle
length sports boots, then well fitted leather trousers, which showed her
lovely legs and further up a tight crop top. All this displayed her toned body
and was finished off with a pair of elbow length figureless gloves and a wide
collar round her neck. A stunning outfit especially with her firm body wrapped
up in it, but it was not just the design, but also the pattern on the costume
that made it stunning. This outfit was adorned with a leopard skin print, that
made her look like a deadly beast dressed up in this, well she is one of the
Mason girls.

In the centre of the area was a plinth and on that were a couple of 'presents'
for each of the contestants, should they reach it! A pair of black gloves and
a pair of leopard skin gloves, but these gloves have a special feature, razor
sharp claws that came out. For this was the sort of event where such a prize
could be a great advantage! The contestants stood there waiting, looking at
each other, Donna, smiled then winked and AHOOOOGAH! The sound of a klaxon
indicated the start of the first round of today's event!

The tall man rushed at the plinth, determined to get their first and claim his
prize, Donna also ran, but as she got close the woman jumped, leaped up into
the air and as the man was close to the prize WHACK! Her foot had shot out and
collided with the advancing black man, stunning him and sending him crashing
backwards. He's been so focus on getting to the plinth he'd taken his eye off
the woman, bad move.

The man was knocked down to the floor by the blow, Donna had landed safely but
on the other side of the downed man, now he was closer to the plinth, and the
prize. He quickly realised this and started to scramble back up onto his feet.
But Donna was already there, up on her feet and running, but the man was in
her way so a cheeky high flying leap frog and she was over and past him,
landing down on all fours just in front of the plinth.

But this brought its own problems, she was down on the ground with her back to
her opponent who was bearing down on her, and the man could see his
opportunity as he rushed in raising his strong arms, clenching his fists
together to bring them down hard on her and WALLOP! OOOUUUHHH!

The black man staggered backwards in agony, Donna's timing was perfect as
she'd waited that extra second still down on all four on the floor when she
had shot her leg backwards and driven her boot hard and up into the man's
groin. Then she flipped herself over and leant back on her arms and elbows,
relaxed as she SWOOSSHH! WHACK! The woman had swung her leg around slamming it
hard into the side of the man knee and jolting him, he wobbled then she
brought her leg back and thrusted it forwards driving her boot hard into his
kneecap THUD! CRUNCH! ARRRHHHH!

There had been a horrible cracking sound as the woman's boot had hit the man's
kneecap, something was seriously broken or busted there. But the woman didn't
care, the man's screwed up face of agony was amusing if nothing else to her.
He dropped down, onto his good knee, his other leg a misshaped, agonising mess
SMACK! She flicked her other leg so her foot came up into the man's jaw, that
should shut up his winning, the man's head flipped backwards and as it did the
woman brought her leg back again, then drove it hard into his chest THUD! His
body followed his head back as she sends him tumbling backwards and to the
floor.

As the man's fall back Donna flips herself back onto her feet, she ignores the
injured man and saunters over to the plinth. On the floor the man's body is
hurt and broken, he can feel the pain and can only just about stand it, but
one good thing is that the woman has not struck again and so he has a small
rest bite. But suddenly through his partial screwed up eyes he sees something
fall down onto him. His eyes open fully and he looks down onto his chest where
a pair of leopard skin pattern gloves have fallen 'Oh God!'

His eyes then move up and he sees Donna stood there pulling on the last of her
'present', her new leopard skin claw gloves! The woman admires the gift as she
clenches and unclenches her hand, they fit perfectly and those long sharp
claws look very deadly. The man's eyes widen in panic as he ignores his mushed
up leg, he turns over and starts to try and crawl away, the pain is intense
but he must forget that and get away as quickly as he can. Donna spots the
man's escape and casually goes over to him, slightly annoyed that her
admiration for her new gloves had been interrupted.

As she get to him WOOOSSSHHH! ARRRRHHHH! The new gloves lash out across the
man's back, stopping his escape in an agonising way. She drops down slamming
one of her knees into the small of his back and grabbing onto his head, which
she yanks back by his hair and brings his whole upper body rearwards as well.
She holds him there his body arched backwards as her free hand goes forward
and she draws those sharp claws, slowly, across his chest. The man's screams
echo around the otherwise still room.

Donna brushes off his cries for mercy as she now rolls the man over onto his
back, she steps across the bubbling man and stands there looking down at him.
He can see no pity in that attractive face, all he sees is the leopard woman
raining her arms and then them crashing down on him! There's more blood
curdling cries and screams as Donna's new gloves rip into the man and slash at
him, and then there is silence.

The stunning brunette stands up, places her foot on the torn chest of the
black man and claims the first win; the leopard had taken down and ripped at
its prey. Jonathan stands and applauds his victorious Donna and her cutting
edge conquest of the man, the oriental man is less than impressed.

On the other side of the room another set of curtains open and a new area is
revealed, the men turn their chairs to view round 2. This part of the room is
covered in a soft green light that adds a certain something to the following
'show.' The area has two large high raised platforms, one at each end. On one
platform is stood two men, they are both tall, blond and with similar good
strong bodies, which is of no surprise as they are twins, they are dressed in
just a pair of red trousers each. On the other platform is Su Ling, the
beautiful petite oriental woman, another of the Mason girls.

She's dressed in a martial arts suit, but this time her traditional blue suit
has been replaced by one that is a multitude of different colours reds,
orange, yellows, blues, purples all set of in a breath taking butterfly wing
pattern. A gift from Jonathan that she loves, she does look rather wonderful
in it and the pattern is quiet suited to this event. As high above is a series
of rings handing down from the ceiling, they cover the area from one platform
to the other. On the floor below is nothing, just bare concert and at least a
20 feet or so drop from floor to platform and even higher to the rings.

AHOOOOGAH! The klaxon goes off to start the next round, both the men jump up
and grab onto one of the rings and hold there, one goes to the left, the other
to the right. Su Ling jumped up towards the ring in front of her, in the
middle and waits. Of course there was an interesting anomaly in this event,
all a competitor has to do is swing across and retrieve the present that was
waiting for them on their opponent's platform, and then the present can be
used.

Su Ling looked at the man on the right then on the left as she makes up her
mind, the men had deliberately gone to each of the far side; divide their
effort, so she could only go for one of them. Well after all there were two of
them and she was only a woman, they had this one in the bag, didn't they? Just
then Su Ling made her choice and went for the brother on the far right, she
swung from ring to ring as she went for him. The man just hung there, he was
the bait, whist he could see that his brother was already on the move towards
the woman's platform, all was going to plan.

But suddenly as Su Ling reached out for the next ring and she grabbed onto it
she swung her body around and changed direction. Now the woman was flying from
one ring to the other and in the direction of the second man, and she was
fast, she missed out rings as she stretched out as far as she could to grab
onto further rings. Rapidly closing the distance between her and the second
man, the butterfly flew fast and straight, but this was a butterfly with a
difference, she also had a sting, WHACK!

Su Ling had got close enough and swung for the last time; she flung herself at
the man and got him. Her body slammed into his and as they clashed her legs
gripped around him and her hand shot up grabbing onto the ring, whist her free
hand started to pound into the man SMACK!

Her free fist again and again slammed into his face and body, whilst her
strong legs clamped around him, squeezing him tight. The man was stunned and
shocked by her strong assault and could feel himself losing his grip as his
figures slipped away from the ring SMACK! THUD! WHACK! The oriental woman's
brute force broke his hold and the man fell 20' or so down to the concrete
floor SNAP! ARRRHHHH!

Obviously a bad landing and bad fall, but who cares. While all this was going
on the first brother had been shocked by the woman's devious counter plan. The
men had not expected this, it'd taken a while before it had all sunk in. But
now the first man was on his way and Su Ling could see he was now close to her
platform; she now went into full flight again. The man and woman both swung
from ring to ring as they raced towards the platform, it would be a close
thing.

The man got to his last ring and heaved his body through the air and onto the
platform, at the same time Su Ling launched herself, diving through the air
WHACK! The petite oriental woman slammed herself into the man as his feet
landed on the platform; both contestants were now knocked down to the hard
wooden floor. Su Ling rolled and was on her feet in a flash, the man landed
safely, 'thank god' THUD! The woman's foot slammed into him, knocking him and
sending him rolling across the platform towards the edge.

The man rolled and slipped off the edge, but for once his reaction where fast
as his hand reached out and grabbed onto the end of the platform, then a
second hand came up and he was again safe. But that didn't last long, as the
oriental woman strolled up to the edge, she was disappointed he had managed to
save himself WHACK! Her foot came up and slammed down on the figures of one
hand, breaking his safe hold and probably some of his fingers as well. She
moved over to the other hand, as he precariously hung there by just one hand
WHACK! Her foot came down again, his second hold and hand broken and the man
fell backwards to the cold hard concrete floor THUD! SNAP! ARRRRHHHHH!

The man had landed on his back and by the sound of the harsh fall he had also
incurred a very painful injury. Now Su Ling was free to leisurely swing across
the rings towards the men's platform. When she got there she could see the box
with the present in it. She opened it, her present was a pair of handcrafted
nunchucks, they were fantastic, and she loved them, she knew that Jonathan had
chosen these for her. Su Ling tried them out for their weight and handling,
perfect. Then she looked down at the two brothers below on the floor.

The one with the broken leg and dragged himself over towards his brother who
was in agony with his back. Su Ling placed the nunchucks in her belt and
jumped, grabbed onto a ring and moved across two or three of them before
releasing her hold, twisting and flying through the air WHACK! She landed on
top of the two men, who softened her landing, then rolled and flipped herself
onto her feet. The two men where again injured and sent sprawling across the
floor and away from each other due to the force of her fall.

She drew the nunchucks and WHACK! The first strike caught the brother with the
broken leg hard under his jaw, sending him up high into the air, then she spun
around and WALLOP! The other brother had been knocked over onto his front. His
broken back exposed and the nunchucks now found his smashed spine easily, the
cries of the two men echoed around the room as the oriental woman carried on
spinning and struck again THUD! The brother who was forced up high was now
caught in the side of his head, his limp, silent body now just fell to the
floor. Su Ling continued to spin and brought the nunchucks into play again
SMACK! They came down into the back of the other brothers head, his body
jerked once then was still.

Su Ling dragged one brother on top of the other then placed her foot on them,
another win to the Mason girls. Applause fill the room as Jonathan is very
impressed with how his oriental butterfly has flown and won. Whilst the older
oriental man is once more disappointed with how his men have failed to
perform.

Across the way and yet another set of curtains open, the men settle down for
round 3. This area is quiet simple in the way it's set up, a red light has
illuminated a large boxing ring and inside there are five people. In each
corner there is a man, and in the centre a woman. The men where all dressed in
boots shots and boxing gloves, there was a white man in red shorts, a black
man in blue short, a man from the Indian sub-continent in green and an
oriental man in gold shorts.

Then there is the woman, Charlotte, the feisty redhead of the Mason girls, and
dressed in an outfit that suited her cunning personality. There where the
boots, the tight fitting trousers and the figure hugging crop top, all
completed with a wide collar, and boxing gloves of course. The gloves are
naturally red and the rest of her outfit is a reddish brown colour, the colour
of a fox, add to all this the bushy tail that comes out of her gorgeous rear
and she was indeed a wily, sly thing to see. She adored the outfit as it also
suited her sense of humour, she had thought about a set of ears as well, but
maybe that was just too much?

So there she was the crafty fox surrounded by the hounds who were after her
blood and going to rip her apart AHOOOOGAH! The klaxon went off, round 3 is
under way, but there was no rush from the men as the fox moved around in the
centre, eyeing each of them up quickly. Who was going to make the first move
on her, who indeed. The man in green took a step forward; Charlotte took her
stance ready for him, then he stopped and waited, behind her the man in red
was already advancing, he rushes at her 'this was too easy, she wouldn't know
what his her' WHACK!

Charlotte had spun around, leaned forward and drove her arm straight forward,
slamming and smashing her glove into the oncoming man's face. His arm was
still up high as he's was going to bring it down on her. But Charlotte was no
fool, she knew everything that was going on, as if she had eyes in the back of
her head! As he fell backwards the fox followed up with THUD! WHACK! Two more
hefty blows that sent Mr Red tumbling back towards the ropes, that was one out
of the way for the time being.

The fox turned quickly to see Mr Blue rushing at her, too late to save his
friend but now he was trying to take her down SMASH! UOOOHHHH! But the girl
was ready for him, as he came in ready to throw his glove at her Charlotte had
spun round and to the side, she turned around and around until he had rushed
past her and she was now at his back, then she struck. Her blow caught him in
his kidneys making him stagger and tumble forward, to 'assist' him she struck
again and again hammer into him and helping him as he headed down to the
canvas.

With two down that meant the redhead could now concentrate on the last two!
The men still standing tenderly moved forward and gave each other a quick
glance, as if deciding between them who would go first. But Charlotte answered
their dilemma for them as she now came forward, she advanced on them, she was
going to take the fight to both of them WHACK! CRUNCH!

The redhead had come at the men fast, quicker than either Mr Gold or Green had
reckoned on, and now they had suffered for their slow reaction THUD! SMACK!
The redhead fired in more hard blows at one man then the other, both had been
stunned by the woman, how quick she was and how hard she hit CRACK! WALLOP!
More blows rained in as Gold and Green where knock and punched backwards,
Charlotte moved in closer, dropped her shoulder went down then brought her
fist up hard into Mr Gold's jaw SMASH! She took the oriental man off his feet
and flying backwards, then spinning around her fist and glove came steaming
round and BANG! The Indian man was also off his feet, sent straight back, his
arms and legs flying uncontrollably everywhere.

Both men went crashing into the ropes, which now allowed the woman to turn
back to Red and Blue, she was across the ring and two steps as Mr Blue was
pushing himself up off the canvas. Charlotte jumped up and came down; bring
her glove down into his face as he looked up in complete horror CRACK! Blood
splattered everywhere at she stuck him and sending him back down to the floor.
She leapt over to Red now who was staggering off the ropes towards her, as she
got closer she spun around and arm, fist and glove come thundering round and
WHACK! Straight into the side of Red's head dropping the stunned man to his
knees.

Charlotte was on a roll as she whirled around the ring, enjoying every moment
of the match. She leapt and spun and was back on the other side ready for Gold
and Green again. Mr Green was hanging from the ropes, his face a bloody mess,
his head a mush of pain. He didn't see the fox 'sneak' up to him WHACK! She
struck, he went back as the ropes flexed and brought him back, springing
straight to her THUD! As he came back she stuck again, this time it was an
uppercut that took him off his feet and over the ropes. Mr Green flying, head
first down to the solid concrete floor, there was blood and a loud cracking
sound as he struck the floor. Charlotte was confident that Mr Green would not
get up from that one!

Now she moved to Mr Gold who was shaking his head, trying to clear it as he
staggered forward and towards her, he brought his fist back ready to strike
THUD! But he was far too slow, Charlotte couldn't wait around all-day for him
so she struck first. The blow was hard knocking him back and spinning him
around, he stumbled and tumbled, falling towards the ropes. As he fell on top
of the top rope he bounced off and down towards the next rope, bouncing and
falling until his neck coming to rest on the bottom rope. The redhead walked
up placed her boot on the back of his neck and pushed down hard, there was a
gurgling sound as his throat pushed against the rope. She pushing harder,
cutting off his air supply, Mr Gold struggled, Charlotte pushed further with
her boot. There was some more gurgling, then he stopped struggling and was
still, silence, and another one down!

The redhead tuned now back to Mr Blue, he was strong, or stupid as he was
getting himself back up onto his feet, someone who didn't know when to lay
down and d ... ... WHACK! Her gloved hand slammed into him again, he staggered
SMACK! Blood spurted and he wobbled THUD! His wounds carried on hurting and
bleeding as he swayed CRACK! He went off his feet, spinning through the air
and crashing face down into the canvas, Mr Blues body jerked and jolted, then
it was still.

Charlotte could now finish this; there was only Mr Red to take down. He was
still down on his knees, still hurt, injured and hoping this was all end soon.
The redhead was happy to oblige him there, she walked up to him, ripping her
gloves of her and as she got to him WOOSSHH! CRACK! She reached down grabbed
onto his head and gave a sharp twist, the man's limp body fell to the floor,
and now there were four very still and silent men.

A rapturous round of applause filled the room as Jonathan hailed his cunning
fox, the redhead Charlotte had shown just how feisty she was. The oriental man
slammed his fist down hard onto the arm of the chair, very upset with his
men's lack of any performance here.

Over on the right and another pair of curtains opened up to reveal a new area
for the next round. Here a pale blue light lit up a very large water tank,
very large indeed. The side facing the 'audience' was glass as obviously this
show would take place underwater. On the left was the tall fair haired white
man, dressed in just a pair of dark trunks, on the right was the equally tall
and beautiful black woman Sade. She was dressed her own swim suit, grey trunks
and a grey crop top and neck collar, her strong and broad body on show.
Jonathan didn't know if the colour was to reflect the strength of the rhino,
which she certainly had. Or the deadliness of the shark, which would also so
suit this Mason girl!

But seeing as there was a huge water tank there he thought it was probably the
shark AHOOOOGAH! The Klaxon sounded, the man dived in first followed by Sade,
soon he had broken the surface and was looking for the woman, 'but where was
she?' OOOOHHHHH! A strong hand reached up and grabbed onto the man's foot and
hauled him down under the water. Further and further down he's dragged by the
powerful unseen hand, as Sade brought him to her!

When she got him down far enough she seized him, her powerful hands and arms
hold him, gripping him, not letting him get away. As they struggled and
whirled around in the water the man could see the clear look of determination
on the black woman's face. She wasn't going to let him go, the foam and
bubbles brew up around them as the man and woman wrestled for control THUD! A
sharp blow from the woman hurt the man and caught him off guard; air escaped
him, precious air that he needed THUD! Again she struck and more vital air was
lost by the man from that strike.

As they grappled the woman gripped onto the man's hands and used her superior
strength as she now forced him down further, it was a struggle for the man as
she was obvious stronger and very use to this kind of 'event' in water! But
then she suddenly stopped forcing him down, the woman grabbed his one arm with
both her hands, swirled around and throw him over her shoulder, underwater!
'Was she playing with him?' He didn't care he was free of her hold and quickly
made for the surface, knowing he had to fill his lungs and quickly. As he
broke water he gasped for air, it tasted so sweet as he filled himself up a
sense of relief came over him.

But this was short lived as behind him came Sade, she shot up out of the
water, high up into the air and when she was above the man, who could only
look up in surprise. Her hands came down on top of his head and she plunged
the man back down under the water, she forced him under and carried on holding
him and pushing him down further. Once more the killer of the water has her
prey and was taking it down with her.

There was another grappling swirl in the water as the man and the stronger
woman went for each other. Sade took control of the man, she gripped his arm,
stopping him even trying to attack her. Then she moved her legs and got them
around his torso UUGGGHHHH! A stream of vial air bubble escaped the man as the
woman's legs clapped around him and squeezed, she was determined to force, one
way or another, all that life giving air out of him. He winched and tried to
fight his way free as she again clapped those strong legs, forcing more air
bubbles to escape him, and then WHACK!

As she squeezed, he winched and took his eye off her, she released her hold on
his arms and brought her forearm crashing in to his face. She smashed his
face, there was a trickle of blood in the water from his nose, and everyone
knows how sharks react to the smell of blood! WHACK! THUD! Sade was on a roll,
literally as still holding the man with her legs, she summersaulted in the
water taking him with her, confusing and disorientating the man even more.
Then grabbing onto his head she pulled him into, well into her large cleavage,
wrapped her arms around his head and she held him there. In normal
circumstances this would have been quite enjoyable but now he was being
smothered by Sade's large black breasts.

If she kept him there he would be suffocated by those incredible assets of
her, if he escaped those he would probably drown as she still held him tight
under all that water. The winner of this round would be the one with the
largest ... ... Lungs!

She held him, pushing him against her breasts making the man panic as he chose
which way he was going to go, smothered or drowned, what a choice? But
suddenly and again was the woman playing with him, she realised her hold,
grabbed onto his arm and sent him flying, or was that swimming over her
shoulder while under the water, again. He floated through the water and
managed to gain some consciousness and get himself up as fast as he could, up
to the surface and to that all important air!

As he broke the surface the man couldn't fill his lungs fast enough, he was
drained, exhausted and scared now, even as he took in the air he was looking
around, for her! Sade also broke the surface close by, she looked great, not
out of breath not rushing to fill her lungs, she looked calm and focused. The
two of them just stared at each other; he wondered just how long she could
hold her breath for, but maybe not the best thought to have just now SPLASH!

Suddenly something dropped from up high above and into the water between them.
The man looked down into the water to see a spear gun slowly floating down to
the bottom of the tank; this could be the only thing that would save him. He
had to get to the gun first, he had to! He dived after it, pushing himself
through the water as hard and as fast as he could towards the gun that slowly
swivelled down to the bottom.

He stretched out his arm and hand but it was still too far away, that was when
he felt the hand on his foot, he knew it had to be the woman coming after him,
he didn't need to look round he just needed to get to that gun. He then felt a
second hand on his leg as the woman, Sade, pulled herself along his body, not
stopping him, just using his body to crawl along. He swam harder towards the
gun which had now come to rest on the bottom of the tank, he was almost there,
and Sade was on his back CRUNCH! The strong black woman wrapped those powerful
legs of hers around his torso, one arm around his chest and the other around
his neck and she squeezed, She turned her body, making the man spin around
with her and took him down to the bottom, holding his, choking him, clasping
and squeezing what was left of him out.

Still he tried to reach out for his only chance the gun, his fingers could
just touch it, but she held him just far enough away and drained the last
remaining air out of him. Finally the last few bubbles drifted up from his now
still body, she had drained, literately, the very life out of him. She
released his still body and made for the surface, shooting up and out of the
water, the victor of this round. Sade made her way to the side, climbed out
and stood on the side, the shark had attacked, bite and won, she stood there a
tall black amazon, the water dripping off her strong female body.

Jonathan stood and gave applause to his conquering Sade; she'd shown just how
deadly she can be. The oriental man had a face of thunder, another round lost;
another opportunity missed, another great disappointment.

The sound of another set of curtains opening now took the men's attention as
they turned their chairs to the new area that was bather in a soft white
light. The area was quite open, for a change, and consisted of what looked
like nothing more than a very large chess board! The floor is set out with the
traditional black and white squares and on one side is stood a board black man
dressed in a pair of dark shorts and boots so his muscular body is on full
show. Opposite him is stood the Mason girl Louise, the gorgeous blond.

This Mason girl was dressed in her own unique outfit; there was the pair of
ankle length sports boots, followed by well fitted leather trousers that
caressed her toned legs. A bit higher was a tight crop top, displaying her
equally toned abs and arm as well as showing off her firm assets. All being
completed with a pair of long figureless gloves and a wide collar around her
delightful neck. Louise looked quite wonderful, plus the black & white zebra
pattern of her outfit seemed to suite this round, considering the chess board
that was in front of her.

AHOOOOGAH! The sound of the klaxon filled the room and the game had started,
it was the black man that made the first move, maybe not the correct way to
start but he did it anyway WOOSSHH! OOUUHHH! And that first mistake almost
ended the game for him there and then. The man had taken a couple of steps
forward and stepped onto one of the white squares, a second after he'd put his
foot down a large, sharp spike had shot up out of the square and only just
missed the man. So that was the 'extra' addition to this game. Stay on your
own colour or you might just get speared, and it would be 'checkmate!'!

The man was shaken by this near miss, his eyes for too long where glued to the
spike that had shot out and almost taken him out. Louise jumped forward, one
white square to another, for this game you needed one eye on your opponent,
one eye on where you where, and one eye on your next move, tricky! The man
brought his attention back to the game and both he and Louise now moved around
the board, looking at each other, where they were and where they were going
next.

The pair circled each other as they planned their strategy, then the blonde
made her move she leapt, twirled and cartwheeled over the board, moving from
one square to another WOOSSHH! A spike shot out narrowly missing the woman as
she travelled across the board, Louise stopped, on a white square and looked
back at the exposed spike. Annoyed with herself for not getting it right the
first time, then throws herself into another cartwheel as she moves around the
board and around the man in a large circle.

He's amazed at how agile and daring the woman was, she's good. In mid move she
turned direction and came at the man WHACK! WOOSSHH! UUHHHH! She'd turned and
aimed herself at the man, tumbling past him and striking the man at the same
time, he's been so captivated by her movement that this change had taken him
by surprise as he just stood there. But her blow was hard, well aimed and hurt
him, knocking the man backwards off his black square and onto one of her white
squares. The spike had come out, it razor sharp edge catching him on his upper
arm, cutting him, injuring him.

It wasn't a deep, incapacitating or even life threating cut, but it hurt and
he knew he had to concentrate harder if he was going to survive this. On the
other hand Louise had come out of her move, landing smartly on her white
square and raising her arms in a mocking, 'how good was that' motion. The man
wiped the blood away from his arm and Louse went into another trip around the
board cartwheeling and somersaulted her way around.

The man's eyes followed her knowing what she would do next, as she tumbled
around there was a change in direction; the man looked to check where he was
going to move and moved out of harm's way WHACK! WOOSSHH! WOOSSHH! OOWWWW!
Louise had indeed changed direction, she'd also seen the man look down to
where he was going to move, so she moved direction again, striking him once
more and sending him back onto one of her squares. She also had to tumble over
one of his, but had judges it juts right to miss the upcoming spike. Louise
landed on her white square, the man had also stepped onto white, the spike had
just caught his leg as he was stepping back again onto black, a narrow escape,
again!

The black man was now injured for a second time, cuts to his left arm and
right leg, nothing too serious but it hurt and made him wary, or was that
scared now! Louise smiles as she can see that it is indeed fear on his face,
she runs, jumps and rushes at the man, she huddles from one white squire to
another. The man turns to see where he should escape too but takes too long
just looking; he should be more like the zebra, move first and then see where
you're going. Louise lunches herself up into the air and comes down THUD!

She comes down hard, hitting the man who had turned and was about to make his
move, even if he was acting too late. Her leg came out and her boot smashes
into the man, taking him down, off his feet and sending him flying WOOSSHH!
WOOSSHH! ARRRHHH! Even though he was sent flying he knew where he was going,
roughly. He fell, on black, rolled over white back to black, and instinctively
put his hand out and down to stop himself going any further.

Although he'd rolled over a white square he was across it fast, the spike had
come up and missed him, he was getting the hang of this now, but as he went
onto black he was still rolling so had put his hand out to stop himself as he
headed to another white square. But the hand he'd used to stop himself was on
white! The spike had come up, straight through his out stretched hand, the
pain was agonising as he was pinned there.

Then two boots appeared next to his hands, Louise was there. She kicked at the
spike breaking it and sending a shockwave through his already hurt and bloody
hand. The woman reached down grabbed onto his arm, she pulled it and his
impaled hand up, and free of the now broken spike, releasing the man, and
saving him? Well sort of!

Holding his injured hand the man was now dragged up onto his feet by the
woman, who made sure he was still on black and she was on white, 'surly she
would stop now, seeing how hurt he was?' Maybe not, Louise just grinned THUD!
Her fist drove into his gut WHACK! Her boot slammed into his knee SMACK! Her
backhand pounded across his face. The man wobbled injured, hurt and in shock,
he couldn't believe that this woman was still carrying on.

She grabbed onto his head brought it down and throw her knee up high into his
face, striking him hard and sending the man sprawling backwards. And as he
started to fall back she then jumped up, spun round and brought her foot
around hard WALLOP! Her spinning kick caught him just right, taking him off
completely his feet, sending him flying through the air, the man confused and
hurt didn't know where he was going, or, more importantly where he was going
to land THUD!

He fell, hammering into the floor and skidding across it, he lay there on his
back, it was quiet, he was spread-eagled across the floor, there was time for
one last horrible thought to go through his head then WOOSSHH! WOOSSHH!
WOOSSHH! WOOSSHH! ARRRRRHHHHH! Spikes shot up and the man now had nothing to
worry about, Louise, the show off, completed her triumph over the man with a
cartwheel around him and then made her way, safely off the chess board. She
never knew chess could be so 'serious', but as always the white queen always
defeats a black king, especially in this game.

Jonathan applause greeted another Mason girl victory; the gorgeous blond had
certainly won this game, checkmate, and the oriental man angry his man had
fallen so easily.

But it was now to the next round as another set of curtains opened, and again
this area was different, a pale orange light lit up nothing? It was empty area
and both men had to walk over and stand in it to see properly. When they got
there they looked down, the large floor area was all see though and now the
two men were looking down into and great maze. Made out of the normal bushy
green hedgerow of course, bracken and tough vegetation, but it was still and
underground maze.

The two men could clearly see it all laid out under their feet, there was an
entrance at each side with a contestant standing there waiting. On the far
left was a tall man dressed in what looked like an old beige coloured trousers
and shirt, a bit like the old style 'great white hunter!' At the other far
entrance to the maze was Sameera, the Mason girl from the sub-continent and
with the looks and style as if she had just step out of a Bollywood film. She
was dressed in a pair of ankle length sports boots, tight leather trousers,
and an equally well fitting and tight crop top, another stunning looking Mason
girl. She has on the long figureless gloves and wide collar all finished off
with a striking tiger pattern design, or should that be tigress?

AHOOOOGAH! The klaxon told the contestants the game had started, they know
that around the maze there are various 'gifts', minor little weapons scattered
around, but in the centre is a gun and the 'great white hunter' is determined
to get there first. Up above and the oriental man and Jonathan are stood
looking down, the older man is secretly trying to use his walking cane to
point out where the nearest weapons are to his man. A gentle tapping draws the
man's attention; he now knows what direction to head in. Jonathan knows how
good his girl is and she wouldn't want or need any assistance, she's more than
capable of taking down this hunter!

The man turns round one corner and then the next, making good progress, the
corridors in the maze are tight, barely enough room for one person to get
down. The side of the hedgerow scrap along him as he moves further down the
passageway, he stops, 'did he hear something?' No it's all quiet, just nerves
getting to him, after all the girl couldn't have got this far into the maze so
quickly. There a tap from high above and the man looks up to see this masters
cane pointing over to the left, there must be something there. So he moves
even quicker.

The man turns the corner and there, a short way away, is a small open area
with a stand in the middle and on it is a knife, the first of the small
prizes. The man rushes towards it and grabbed onto the knife, he has a weapon;
he's going to be the one that wins this round now! Suddenly a couple of sharp
taps from up above grabs his attention, the older oriental man was pointing to
something very close by, another weapon? RUUUSSSKKKK! OOOWWWHHH!

Suddenly and out of nowhere a hand, a fist comes ripping through the hedgerow
and strike out at the man 'what the hel ... ... ' THUD! Another hand, another
tiger fist and another strike that slams into him, hurting, disorientating and
confusing him WHACK! He falls against the other side of the small enclosed
area and out of her reach; he catches his breath 'she could hit har ... ... '
SMACK! A fist shots through the hedgerow behind him, straight into his kidneys
and drops the man to his knees, 'how did she get behind him so quickly in this
maze?' CRACK! Another tiger fist shots out and pounds into him, the man
scrabbles away, he moves back the way he came, down the hedgerow corridor of
the maze, 'she won't find me here' WHACK!

Suddenly her clenched fist has shot through the thicket and struck him, 'how
the hell did she know exactly where he was, could she smell his fear, was that
how she found him, was she hunting him down that way?' The strike stuns the
man, catching him off guard and making him drop the knife, and it falls to the
floor. He quickly looked down and around 'where did it go?' "Shit!" He
couldn't see it, but a sudden tapping from above made him forget that, was the
old man indication to another weapon or was it where the woman was? He hoped
it's a weapon as he now rushes through the maze and away from where she was.

He raced down some passageways, around a few corners and down, 'Damn' a dead
end! He doubles back, get his bearings, down this corridor, he moves fast,
turns another corner and there's another small open area, and another stand,
resting against this one is a spear 'Yes!' He didn't hesitate, rushing at the
stand and the weapon, then suddenly there's a noise behind him, he turned
there was Seemra, the tiger, stood at the end of that short hedgerow corridor
behind him. He quickly turned back to the stand, reached out grabbed the spear
and turned back, but she's gone!

Slowly, spear at the ready, the 'great white hunter' moved down the
passageway, suddenly there's a rapid tapping from above; the old man was
trying to tell his man something. He looked up 'Shit!' Crouched up on top of
the hedgerow was the tigress, she snarled and leapt down and at him ARRRHHHH!

The pouncing tiger had struck at her pray, the man was taken down to the floor
as the woman seized him. As they slammed into the ground Sameera rolled off
him and over to the side of the man. She quickly turned to face him and
pounced again but the man already had the spear in his hands and pointing it
at her. But even though he had the weapon there's fear in his eyes, a lot of
fear. Like a tiger her paw, hand, came out and knocked against the end of the
spear, still imposing her dominance on the situation and terrify the great
white hunter.

The quickly she reached out and one hand grabbed onto the weapon, she showed
her strength as she wrenched it easily out his grip. The man rolled away,
staggered to his feet and ran, as quick as he could. Sameera now had the
spear, she looked up to the clear celling at the old oriental man as his stick
tapped away indication which way his man should run THUD! The tiger throws the
spear up into the celling; it was aimed at the oriental man, and slammed into
the floor beneath his feet, making him jump and amusing Jonathan at the same
time.

This tiger's way of warning the old man to stay out or else! He took the hint
and moved back towards his chair to carry on observing the maze hunt. Sameera
carried on with her pursuit for the 'great white hunter', who was now very
happily looking down a long corridor where at the end was yet another stand
with a gun on it! He runs, reaches out for the weapon, almost there, his
figures stretched, he can fell the cold metal of the gun on the tips of his
... ... OOOWWWHHH!

Suddenly two tiger pattern hands and arms come thundering through the thick
hedgerow and grab the man, just as he had reached the gun. The paws grip hard
and pull him backwards, away from the weapon and towards the hedgerow THUD! As
he slams into the hedgerow the strong arms then pull him through the course,
harsh thicket, allowing the braches, spikes and needles to rip at his cloths
then into his flesh. 'God how strong was she to do this to a grown man?'

His suit is torn and shredded, his body is scratched and ripped as he's hauled
out and through to the other side of the hedgerow. And as he's pulled through
to the other side, he's then thrown down to the floor. The tiger looks down on
her prey with his scratched and bloody face, torn cloths and slashed body, she
slowly moves forward and the man can see something terrifying in her eyes
"NO!" ARRRRRHHHHH! She pounces, Sameera the tiger, tigress, cuts into him, she
slashes and tears him with her bare hands, her fingers gash his body and rip
the very sole and life out of him. At first he struggled, tries to fight back
and get away, but she soon overpowers and take what she wants.

The great white hunter was no more, he had become the prey for the tigress to
feed on and she feasted on him. When he had stopped screaming and his body had
finally stopped jolting the woman stood up, she wiped a speck of blood from
her face and the exotic, predator was the winner of this round!

Jonathan cheered and applauded loudly after the attractive Sameera's
successful 'hunt', the older oriental man threw his stick across the room and
a fit of anger at yet another defeat.

But now the curtains open on the last of the areas, the final round, the final
battel between the oriental man's champions and Jonathan's renowned Mason
girls! This last contest would take place in and on a large platformed area
that was light up with an almost greenish grey light. The area looked, at
first like a complicated set of scaffolding and boards as if it belonged on a
building site. There were ladders and ropes all in different place allowing
access up and down to the numerous different levels of this structure. Hanging
down, just above the top level and in the middle was a large bell, further
down on the floor where the contestants.

On the left was the man, and burly and athletic looking Asian man, on the
right was Maria, the Latin beauty of the Mason girls. The man was dressed in
just a set of white trousers, whilst Maria's, costume gave a clue to the
origins of this game. She was wearing a pair of those 'cowboy boots' then an
all in one tight body suit with full sleeves and a zip at the front that was
pulled down enough to display her charms. The pattern on all this gave a good
clue as to the thinking behind this game; it was a grey/green snakeskin
pattern and gave her a very slithery appearance.

AHOOOOGAH! The klaxon sounds and the game of ropes, or was that snakes, and
ladders begins. The first one up through the tall structure and to ring the
bell would win. The man ran down the scaffolding corridor towards a ladder,
Maria took a few steps towards a rope and pulled herself upwards, with the
next level both their objective. On the next level both competitors appear at
the same time, they look around the scaffold, ladders and ropes, which are all
over the place and it's now obvious that this is laid out to look and be
confusing.

The man had already planned his route and is quickly on the move, he's heading
towards a hanging rope nearby, and Maria, slides easily towards a well-placed
ladders only a few feet away from her. But there's a 'snag' that both the
competitors find out when they reach their 'way up' to the next floor. Both
the rope and ladder go up to a solid ceiling, or floor of the next level,
however you look at it, in other words a dead-end.

"Damn!" The man's not happy; he needs to find and very quickly, a new route
going up. Just then he can hear the clattering of feet on rocky wood. He
instantly knew the woman's running along and down the confusing scaffolding
corridors and walkways, with the long wooden planks that made up the floor of
this scaffolding hi-rise. He looked up to indeed see her running down one of
those scaffold corridors and towards him 'Shit!' But he's noticed the poles
that where going across ways. He could see that she's made a mistake and is
running down a dead-end corridor, the poles would block her way, and after
that there was only a drop down to the ground floor. Did she know she was
heading down a dead end and she wouldn't get to him 'Ha, of course she didn't,
she'll either stop or twist over the pole and fall!'

He's confidence she's made a mistake so quickly looked around 'Arh!' there was
another ladder, and an opening to then next level, he turns to go for it but
THUD! He's taken his eye off the woman, and Maria knew exactly what she was
doing, as she came to the dead end she dived over and through the poles,
flying across the gap, over to where the man was and slammed into him. Perfect
move and perfectly timed to take the man down, the pair of them grapple and
roll around on the wooden floor OOOHHHHHH!

The woman's legs came around and gripped her man around his torso, then she
started to crush him OOOWWWWW! The man called out in pain as Maria's powerful
legs grip him, his hands slamming down on the wooden planks as if he was
submitting in a wrestling match, but this girl wasn't going to let him go
WHACK! Her fist struck out to shut him up, now he just moaned. She pulled
herself up by the scaffolding handrails along these corridors, still with her
legs around him. This was a great way to control a man and get him where she
wants him, back on his feet.

Maria holds her man there, using the handrails like a pair of parallel bars,
using her powerful arms and strong legs, still around the now standing man,
she then let's go, she released him. He's still stunned, hurt and shocked, but
realised she's let him go 'Why?' The woman spun herself around on the scaffold
handrails and dived once more over that gap and back into another of these
corridors. On the other side she then starts to run. It took the man a second
or two to realise what she was doing. Maria was now running towards the very
far rope, whilst he was near to a set of ladders; she's giving him a chance,
making a challenge out of it?

She was letting him take the 'short' cut up to the next level whilst she took
the long way, she was racing him, challenging him! He didn't need a second
invitation and is up that ladder as quickly as he can, up onto the next level.
He hastily looked around, 'no sign of the woman.' And over there, his way up
to the next level, he's well and truly ahead in this race.

In a flash he's away and down some corridors, zig zagging his way through the
scaffolding labyrinth and up the next set of ladders. He's up them like a shot
and onto the next level, and still no sign of the woman, but he does see the
next ladder he can use and is again on his way. The man made his way up
through the next three levels without seeing the woman; he's going to make it
and going to win. He now grabbed onto the runs of the last ladder, up there
was the top level and that meant he would beat her!

As his head emerged through the hole in the floor and as he rushed to get out
onto the top he saw her, he saw Maria as she vaulted over the side handrail on
the top floor. Then he realised, she hadn't used the ropes or ladders she'd
climbed, slithered her way up the side of the structure, using the scaffolding
to hauler herself up. The top floor was just one large wooded area with a
number of openings for the lower level, and as Maria vaulted over the side
rail she threw herself into a roll and came tumbling straight at the man. He's
half way out when CRASH!

A rolling, turning Maria had stuck her leg out so her foot drove hard into the
man's chest; he's knocked off the ladder and down to the lower level, crashing
into the solid wooden floor below UUUUHHHHH! Painful, but not as painful as
the next move, the woman jumped through the hole the ladder came through and
down to the next level, she dropped, jumped straight into, onto the man's body
as he lay there under the hole CRUNCH! ARRRRRRHHHH!

Her snakeskin cowboy boots, slamming into him, breaking his body, the man's
cries of agony echoed around the room. Then Maria, grabbed the man by his hair
and dragged him over to the nearest hole ARRRRHHHHH! She dropped him by the
hole then pulled him up onto his knees WHACK! Her punched topped the man,
making him fall through the hole and down to the lower level, again. Another
bad fall and more pain, then she jumped down and onto him, again ARRRRHHHHH!
On each of the levels she drags the hurt man to a nearby hole, knocks, hits,
and kicks him through it, and where he fall she then jumps down on him from
above, pounding his broken body some more with her boots.

Then on the last level she got him to the hole, moves him into it and holds
him there, griping him with her powerful legs around his body. She held him
there, those leg crushing his torso, holding him, dangling him over that open
hole, until he could take no more. She squeezed so hard that blood started to
trickle out of the corner of his mouth, he gurgled and spluttered, his eye
rolled and then he was still, lifeless and silent, just the way she liked her
men! She punched him one more time, but there was no reaction, so she released
her strong legs and he fell through the hole and down to the floor, for the
last time.

She had the strike and venom of a rattlesnake and the crushing ability and
strength of a python, and now with the man's motionless back on the ground
floor Maria casually made her way back up to the top. Where she rung the bell
and declare herself the victor! Much to the great delight of an applauding
Jonathan and to the great anger and disappointment of the oriental man.

The older man was fuming, not only had his men lost each of the rounds more
importance, he the oriental man had lost the wager to Jonathan Mason and now
he had to pay up. He didn't care that his men where now 'gone', they had
failed him, and so they got what they deserved, he had lost the most, he had
lost the wager! He got up, took an envelope out of his jacket and throws it
down into the chair before storming out, Jonathan knew what was inside the
envelope, the oriental man's forfeit. This made the young man smile and just
then his girls, the Mason girls, came over from their areas towards him, all
still looking stunning, all still in their individual outfits and all
well-deserved winners.

As the women approached Jonathan the large double doors to the event room
opened and in came a troop of bellboys, each holding silk dressing gowns in
the 'colours' of the individual women. The young lads went to their 'woman'
and assisted them on with their particularly designed and patterned robes.
Donna was covered with her Leopard skin robe, Su Ling was wrapped around with
her Butterfly garment, Charlotte's cunningly entered her Fox gown, Sade, still
wet dived into her Shark dressing gown, Louise galloped into a Zebra pattern
gown, Sameera pounced into her Tigress robes and Maria slides into her
Snakeskin dressing gown.

With the eager bellboy's there was also Ms Scarlett, she informed Jonathan
that rooms on the very exclusives top floor had been set aside for his
entourage. Also a selection of 'entertainment' for each of the victorious
girls had also been arranged. Jonathan kissed each of the Mason girls as they
left for their well-deserved rest and relaxation after this eventful set of
games. He would see each of them individual later to thank them again, but for
now he had some other business to attend to.

The Mason girls left, each with their individually selected bellboy to
accompany them to their rooms, Ms Scarlett had, personally, made sure each of
these lads where up to the 'particular needs' of each of these woman! Jonathan
picked up his phone and dialled, he would see Ms Scarlett later as they had
business matters about the hotel to 'discuss'. But for now it was business as
usual for the young man.

On the other end of the phone was Raymond, the former manager of The Excelsior
and now Jonathan Mason's hotel supervisor. After obtaining The Excelsior
Jonathan could see the advantage of owning such an establishment and had put
plans in place to expand his hotel business. Raymond was stood outside the
finest hotel in Hong Kong and with his small team he now entered the newest
acquisition of the Mason International Group. The older oriental man has lost
the wager, if only one of his men had won, just one game that was all they had
to do. It was a wager that could not fail, or so the older man thought, but he
never realised how good the Mason girls where, that was his downfall and now
he had lost his hotel!

Raymond looked around as his team entered the lobby 'good it's now ours' there
where a few changes required but fundamentally it was a very impressive hotel.
The man had been assured that this 'purchase' would take place, he had seen
the Mason girl before and knew what they were capable of. As they walked up to
the reception desk, to take over, the woman next to Raymond eyes where
everywhere as she took in everything. She had been selected as the new
manager, or as she liked to be called the Madam, of this hotel by Jonathan
personally, due to her chic and cultured manner, her thorough work manner, her
eye for detail and her very firm working code. The right woman for the right
position and she would enjoy this!

Back in The Excelsior and Jonathan was now alone in the event room, the Mason
girls where all on their way to their rooms, even if the private lift they
were all in to the top floor had suddenly stopped halfway up and there where
sounds of moans and groans from inside! In that elevator was 7 keen young
bellboys and the 7 Mason girls, all hot, pumped up and eager to ... ... ... Ms
Scarlett would give the girl's enough time to get to know their bellboy's
before getting the elevator's restating again. In the mean time she had a
fresh bellboy to drop off at Mrs Johnson's room whilst she went and dealt with
Mrs Forbes, personally!

Jonathan sat down in his chair, Ms Scarlett had brought in some paperwork for
the young entrepreneur, which he was eager to look through. A report Raymond
had done for him about another hotel island in the Caribbean, everything
looked good. He picked up his phone to make some calls, now all that there was
to do was sort out the price ... ... or maybe a wager ... ... !