..”The door buzzed and I went in. The lobby screamed money, all black and gold, with lots of foliage. I took the elevator up to the 13th floor.Demie...stood in the open doorway of apartment 1304. I vaguely remembered some Asian cultures considered 4 to be an unlucky number, just like 13 in North America. What a great apartment number, Demie, I thought.As I walked into the apartment, I was taken aback. It was huge, with high vaulted ceilings and a low retro couch, loveseat, and oval glass coffee. " You're eyes?" Tammy said. "I thought that you had great vision, better than anyone?"Argent smiled. "That's what the doctor said when I read the patent notice at the bottom of the chart, with no lights on." He stood up and walked around the table. "Once in a while I've noticed I see a kind of after image. I saw it again today and thought Xanatos's doctor could tell me what it is." Was he able to provide you with any answers?" Goliath asked.Argent shook his head. "He couldn't find anything. She was thin and almost flat-chested. She would give anything for a pair of nice breasts. Even though boys at school asked her out, she suspected it was just for one thing – to get into her pants. Netania went to the cupboard and pulled out a pack of popcorn. She put it into the microwave then sat on the couch and turned on the TV. There was a new episode of Desperate Housewives on; it was her favorite show. A few minutes later the popcorn was done. Netania put it into a bowl and grabbed a. "Could I see you for a moment in my office?" he asked."Yes, sir."Dr. Ross stepped back into his office.Miss Simpson stood casually up from the chair and walked into the doctor's office. She closed the door gently and then gasped as she was pinned up against the wall by Dr. Ross, feeling how excited he was for her. She kissed him passionately as her hands unzipped his trousers and her right hand went inside and began to move up and down the shaft of his big hard cock. "Wow, you're a big boy,.