He had long wild hair and a chiseled face that was perfectly symmetrical. Anyone who saw him, if even for a moment, would call him the epitome of perf...ction, the final result of God’s design with homo sapiens being just a shoddy rough draft. Like with Scourge, he had a goal in mind when he created him, a curiosity. His goal now was to create the perfect man, every biological function enhanced beyond imagination, a body infused with more than a hundred pure human souls, not a drop of darkness.. It protests loudly, but slides open. Reaching inside, she pulls out a packet of letters, tied in the same red ribbon that is threaded through the key. A faint smile flickers through her green eyes and twitches at the corner of her mouth as she fans the envelopes out across the desk before her. Her fingers caress the faded ink where he’d long ago, scribbled her name. She slips a finger beneath the flap and pulls out a yellowed page. Her eyes swim with the carefully inked words of love,. He was a senior and she a freshman. But Sydney wasn't a typical freshman. She was maturing early; no bony lines and little girl looks. Her body was rounded and full, her face mature beyond her years and she didn't act like a little girl. She was a woman, a young woman, but a woman none the less.They met in drama class. Soon they were talking. Then they were hanging around together. Then they were hanging around each other's house after school. Then they were kissing. Sydney liked to press up. We're back to the fact that we can't change our past, good or bad. We have Nat, Nicki and Whitney now, and your party tonight was a tremendous success..." ... made much more so by two of the new additions to our extended family," Diana continued. "When they volunteered to dance, I never imagined they would be anywhere near as professional as they are. And their idea about teaching a little of the belly dancing to us was pure genius. If you remember, I tried belly dancing not too long after we.