Let me tell you about the last bet I won. My friends and I were having a slumber party at Becky's house. We were all cheerleaders, or at least we were...before we graduated high school the week earlier. Besides Becky, who reminded me of short-haired Megan Fox, there was Kristin (a blond who looked like Ashley Spears), and me (I'm Chloe, I've been told I look like Jessica Alba). Oh yeah, and there was Madison. She was the hottest of all of us. She looks so much like Selena Gomez that she could be. We walk to the back yard where he picked up the heavy machine and then carried it outside to the street.Then I offered him a glass of water. He was sweating too much and being so close to that black man making me kind of fuzzy. His raw smell was making my nipples get so hard until they were hurting me. He looked down at my chest and smiled as he noticed my arousal.We walk into the kitchen and as I went to grab a cup, I accidentally brushed my hard nipples against his arm. Then Jimmy grabbed me. "Earlier in the suite when we met the women, we projected an image of our selves to just the women. We didn't let you see us until we were back in the suite. Looking back, when we left the suite to come here, we inadvertently dropped our cloaking. Our concern, at that moment, was getting all of you safely to the shuttle. Once we were here, we kind of forgot about it because we were monitoring some of the other activities. Without our helmets, it is hard to see some information without really. “Oh, and before I leave, I fully intend to endorse you as the de facto Messiah of this new age, which is your destiny, I believe. You’re basically the Messiah now, like it or not. It’s really fitting that you’re Jewish at least, even if not descended from David himself. The Messiah should at least be of the line of Judah, if not quite practicing Judaism as such. Just my take, anyway. So, how about it? Deal?” Satan spat on his hand and offered me a handshake.“Deal,” I spat on mine and shook.