What harm is there in that?”“Before sticking your foot in your mouth, why don’t you ask the young lady what she is working on?” The smooth smi...e and wrinkled eyes behind his yellow shooting glasses gave way his intent.Ignoring the obvious trap, the thirtyish officer stepped forward and asked while looking over Cat’s shoulder. Most of the onlookers started snickering at the clueless man since they recognized the name if not the person.Cat, being Cat, replied absently to the dark-haired officer’s. "What do you say we take a quick shower, and get to know each other a bit better?" she asked while moving over to me and pressing her lips to mine. We didn't screw. We made love, in a fashion. There was some kissing and a whole lot of caressing. She let me lead the way in the beginning, but took over when it came to the actual act. She wanted to be on top to, control the action. It was wonderful, and when I closed my eyes, I almost felt like I was with Beth, which made me sad. Ann and I were. You see, for disgracing mycostume I shall disgrace you by turning you into a female mannequin usingmy illusions!"I chuckled at the mere idea of this. "What kind of illusion would make mebelieve I'm a female mannequin? You must be crazy, Mysterio!" Mysteriowas not amused by the accusations that he couldn't do it. "Oh, trust me,these illusions will feel quite real. In fact, these illusions will be soreal that I also fool your friends with this act! Not only will I makeyou believe you are a. Feeling weak, but relieved, he was about to call down, when he sensed movement behind him. Trying to move fast, Emerson simply fell, but it saved his life. He felt a burning sensation in his lower back and he landed on his bad shoulder. Rolling over, and in great pain, he saw the Apache standing over him with a bloody knife.Even as he tried to get a pistol into play, Emerson knew he would be no match for the speed of the Indian. The knife would do its work and Emerson was far too weak to.