If there was rhyme or reason to who got one, and what it did, we havenever learned it.Mine gave me the power of perfect recall, which was a dream come...true,because I'd always struggled with my memory.But my friend Jaci hit the jackpot.If any superhero in any comic had an ability, she has it, and at a highlevel of power, and several powers I've never heard of before.Which led to people calling her Overpowered girl, or OP girl for short.As for me, I decided to call myself the Scribe, because I. Standing in front of him, she presses her body to his, reaches around and takes the key. She lets her arms stay locked around him for a second before turning to the door that would lock them away from the real world.Once inside, she stands next to the door, closing it behind them as he unloads his hands of the champagne onto the little table next to the bed. He turns and makes his way towards her, grabbing her body and pulls her towards him. Their lips find each other naturally and the warmth. It had to be you, or another girl they had put on a punishment. But seeing your tattoo now, it can only be you!" Felicity walked up to Sandra and then said, "Please to meet you!" You too," Sandra responded."So, could you help me out of this contraption?" Felicity asked. "That cop outside told me I could ask any of you to help me." Sure," Sandra said while she stood up.Felicity walked up to Sandra and turned around. Sandra looked at it and noticed that it was tied very firmly around Felicity's. I raised my head a bit and was rewarded with a long and loving kiss. Sarah lowered her wonderfully warm breasts against mine and looked me in the eye, “But at my place, you always get on the bottom first.” “That’s because, then, I’m the guest you silly thing,” I said, as if it made perfect sense. I was saved from being severely tickled when the phone rang. Sarah grabbed the phone and handed it to me. As I put the receiver to my ear she trailed her tongue.