When the Race is Run and We Lost.It’s funny to think that Homo Superior could be the end of Homo Sapiens like Homo Sapiens and Cro Magnon man were t... poor old Neanderthal 30,000 years ago. Just as fatal to us in the end as the black hole ever was to our sun. Yes, the Girls and the Builders agreed that Homo Superior’s genes, call it mind control or Mesmerism it didn’t make any difference in the long run, would take over the gene pool in the end. There was no way for a Normal, yes the name had. On another a naked woman knelt in a circle of men, all naked, their erect cocks ready for action. In yet another vignette a closeup of a naked, shaven pussy with the word Virgin 16 scrawled playfully across the mons. As climax of the performance approached, bolts of lightning shot out from a ring of six Tesla coils mounted on the interior of the dome, the frequency of the coils tuned to play out a pulsing, throbbing bass note that sent shivers through the spine. The lightning bolts grew. Somehow, they managed to make themselves look presentable, looking at their friends as they appeared over the dune as if they were simply having some alone time. Looking at the smirks of their friends' faces, she knew they all knew exactly what they were up to.She remembered how frustrated she was in the moment, so pent-up from their time apart. Their steamy encounter, plus the risk of being caught, always kicked everything up a notch! She felt almost as frustrated now, using her hands to try. I felt a blow to the back of the head and was dazed by someone's blow. I was dragged out of the car on the driver's side.I was naked from the waist up, my uniform skirt was torn and bunched at the waist. My makeup had long since either been rubbed off or washed off with my tears. I caught a glance of myself in the door mirror and could hardly recognize myself. "You fucking bitch you're going to pay for that!" Ron yelled as he came around the front of the car. "Hold her hands." Ron ordered. I.