Put some on.” She gave me a funny look. “Why?” “Because I’m bored.” She smirked. “Are you gonna dance with me?” I grinned. “Sure. Wh... not.” So she turned on the music and we started dancing. I’m not that great at dancing, but I was mostly watching her. Seeing her smiling and moving around was great. When her back was to me I watched her ass move back and forth as she worked her hips. And when she was facing me I watched her boobs swing freely under her shirt. It was really nice and she didn’t. “Yes, that adamantine stuff is very good when magically enhanced,” Hinnit agreed.“Not so good when impacted just right though,” Arch chuckled.“That too, but we’ll have to see what they can come up with,” Hinnit noted.“Won’t be like ours I expect. We use some refined techniques to make a very hard, very light material that takes a direct impact and diverts the force sideways. Add some padding and a few layers and it’s bullet proof against most small arms, Nulled or not,” I explained, though not. She knew that an outer planet, namely Pluto had moved over into the relationship sector of his horoscope. Her once favoured male tomcat was certainly due for romantic complications - but no astrologer could foresee this! "Barbie boy decided to hang out at the new-age bookstore in order to meet and seduce the young ladies." Somebody inside the social circle remarks as gossip, "Anyway the little skirt-chasing party boy ends up as Stallion Freddy's latest little bedroom buddy. Can you believe. “No. She has a hard streak. Got the impression she just didn’t want me to bleed out and have the heat turned up with a homicide charge.”“Which means she likely isn’t planning on leaving the area soon.”“She was a pro. Let him touch anything in the house he wanted, but even when she picked up the phone she kept her hands in her sweatshirt sleeves. Older than she looked; seems about 17 at first glance but maybe early 20s.”He looked out the window for a second. “Pogo, don’t kill them if you don’t.