Donna threw a glance and cursed. She tried to dodge both Britney and the machete. But she couldn't do both. She twisted her body out of the way of Dam...en's blurring swing.Britney grabbed her mother's waist. She locked her arms tight about her mother, hugging her from behind. She then hooked Donna's foot as the older woman moved. Britney yanked, throwing Donna off balance. The pair crashed to the floor, Britney's hands sliding up, grabbing her mother's breasts. She pinched with her fingernails. “Well I hope you have fun even if the boss was a bitch making you come here tonight.” Ben was somewhat taken aback with her last statement, but recovered quickly, “She can be that way sometimes. I just have to deal with it and know she won’t always be the boss.” They finally went their separate ways to mingle. Ben was finding he was having a pretty good time and had been chatting up a couple of the beauties that had to be here for eye candy, because neither had the brains to work in the. I am thinking of all of this as I am kissing you over your shirt, your breasts, where your heart is, down along your stomach and I look up. My eyes asking you if it's okay. You're looking at me now, when you realize I've stopped. They go from full desire, to a softness I only know as love. Softened, and kind. You bite your lower lip, and nod. It's okay you tell me with your beautiful eyes. It's okay you tell me with your hand on my shoulder. It's okay your body tells me as I lift your shirt,. "So Rachel, where are you from?" I come from the east. Well, not the east coast. Just a little east ofhere. People there were not very happy with my Twist either. I guessthey find it weird." Why? You aren't one of those psychopaths who shoot fireballs from theirhands, are you?"Rachel thought of the way she slammed Adrian to the ground a few nightsbefore. Did an ability like that classify her as a dangerous Twisted?"Not really, no. My main Trick is to create an energy barrier to protectme..