. a proving ground... a sort of test... or a trap, if they fail the test."Elizabeth look down at the leaves in her hands, making a face as if she sudd...nly felt soiled."Attract people that want the power," Mara said in a lower voice, her eyes intense. "Let them taste it. Let them wallow in it for a bit. See what they're willing to do to get it."The teens exchanged guilty looks."And if they still want it, Mara?" Elizabeth said, her face hard. "What then?" Give it to them, but limit their total. Although few who casually knew the brunette coed and her roommate Kim McCall would have believed it, she wasn't tired from partying the night before. Instead, she and Kim had stayed up late studying, something they actually did far more often than they were credited. Kim had a particularly hard advanced Calculus exam today and Pam had faced a major Political Science test. So they had hit the textbooks instead of the fraternity houses.This afternoon they had also faced their other school. For a few minutes we continued like that with me face down on the couch, the wight of his body holding me down. Then Jay grabbed my shoulders and pulled me up to take me doggie style. He spit on his cock a few times while still pumping and it slid in and out more easily. I was moaning like the whore he made me."Yeah bitch. Take it like a dog. You fucking pussy. You live to get reamed out by my big black cock. Oh fuck yeah! Take my dick, slut. I may have taken your pussy, but you'll give it up. Modern and the anachronistic mix.]Arsène Lupin III, grandson of the famous, the greatest, "Gentleman Burglar" who was even a match for Sherlock Holmes, was with, for the lack of a better term, his 'best friend', Daisuke Jigen. The best world's best marksman and former hitman for hire, whistled as he looked at the ultra plush surroundings of their suite. This was the European-style wing of a grand hotel that also had a Japanese-style wing. "This joint is quite a ways up from the hellhole we were.