"Agent down. Request extraction. Immediate. Repeat. Immediate. Here ismy field ID and approximate co-ordinates..."****I woke with a start. There was a...face pressed against the canopy abovemy head. I sat up. Flat, Asian features, distinctive ruddy complexion.Aleut.I sat up and looked round. A group of what looked like Aleutianfishermen in sealskins were gathered round the aircraft. The sun washigh in the piercingly blue sky. I raised my hand and unclipped thecanopy. I felt strong. Good.The. His was normally very bad at keeping a job, but thanks to his mother's friend Sally, she had got him, in his opinion the best job in the London. Steve's boss Sally Taylor, was his mums best friend, from school, and he had known her for most of life, at the age of 48 she had the look of a woman in her early thirties, long blonde hair, and a full figured hourglass body with a 34D chest. She had been running her own marketing company since Steve was only 16. Since Steve had turned 16 she had a. I didn't even object when Igot very long, very pink fingernails, and matching, sparkly pink toenails. Iwas "soooo gorgeous" after all. Now, I know Peter Pan has short brown hair, so I thought it was very odd whenI was given hair extensions so my hair cascaded down my shoulders, and then itwas dyed a golden blonde. My own hair in front was trimmed into cute bangsthat kind of fell in my eyes.When they swung the chair around so I could look in the mirror, I almostscreamed. I looked just like a. “Do you guys want some?” Dylan asks, looking at Eugene and I. I'm not much of a pill taker, I don’t like to take anything unless I really need to. But I don’t immediately say no, and when Eugene and I look to each other, he quirks an eyebrow at me. “Sure,” I reply, and look to Dylan. Why the fuck not? His eyes lock with mine as he fishes in his pocket, and I’m suddenly transported back to Thursday night when I watched him fuck Aaliyah senseless. I have the feeling he’s thinking about the same.