It looked like my failure was following me around."Wow, look at that thing, it looks like it's all bits of scrap, but it stopped that van like it was ...othing. The guy inside must be some super powered metal elemental or something!" said one of the on lookers."Nah, it must be some eccentric billionaire technopath that's made power armour for himself," another said, elbowing the others out the way for a better look."You're both wrong. It has to be some powerful telekinetic and illusionist that. I turn off the light, get back down on hands and knees, open the door andcrawl out to the bedroom. The cami and panty set is so sheer that itfeels as if I have nothing on which heightens all of my senses. Veryfaint traces of light are seeping through the windows and penetrating thedark room. I make my way over to the king sized bed and quietly decidewhich way to do this. Lying in the bed are both my devastatingly gorgeousand sound asleep Mistress as well as the guest that she had over. That night, we met with Carole and her roommate Beth. That weekend, we became their roommates. Jen and I shared a room with twin beds. We shared a closet, which had enough room to hang most of our clothing, and we shared a dresser with enough room to put what we couldn't hang up. The same owner had a newer 24-unit apartment next door. It had a nice pool, and a rec. room. We were allowed to use those facilities.The rent cost us $550 a month each. Our share of the phone and utilities was $50. “I can’t believe you two lived together for so long and never did anything,” Silver Quail laughed. “I can’t either,” Nancy giggled. “It seems silly now. It’s funny how people can change in such a short time. By our standards I got raped a week ago, but I think of them as past lovers and find myself wishing they would come back for more.” “So what happened while we were gone?” “Four men broke into the house. White Fawn killed one, the other three surrendered. We.