"The closest one to us is using his phone to look. He can go." Okay," Ginger smiled as she leaned against my desk. "The others?"I sighed, I had to hir... a new limousine driver. I was tired of paying for the models to take other means of transportation. "Send them in," I caved.One by one they came in they told their stories. None of them interested me enough for me to take a second thought, so I sent them all home. I still had the event to be fully planned out for tomorrow.I saw someone that I. Now he was in more of a rush to leave the party than ever. He nearly sprinted with the two women back to his dorm. When he got in his room, his roommate was, luckily, out. Scott didn’t want to test his ‘power’ on men yet. He didn’t even know if he had a power. Scott’s first test of his power would be to get one or both of the girls to do something she normally wouldn’t do. he knew exactly what Susan would be unwilling to do, but he didn’t know Sherry well enough to know what her limits were.. But what would Jack be wearing?***"Jack, you haven't forgotten that the Watsons are invited for dinnertonight?" asked Hannah, Jack's wife."No, I hadn't forgotten," Jack replied. "I'll try to get out of theoffice early, so that I have plenty of time to get home, have a showerand get ready." Do you remember what happened when we went there for dinner two weeksago?" Remember? How could I forget? That was when you had too many glasses ofthat lovely Sauvignon Blanc and when we were discussing. Then there was a ringing sound.BZZZ BZZZ"Ah they are here," Jerome smiled.He went over to the bed and picked up his cell phone. He smiled. He picked it up."Alright. I'll be down there," Jerome said.They have arrived, Daniella thought.The idea that 8 young kids going to eat off her body and partying on her was scary and demeaning and embarrassing and humiliating and degrading.A true living Hell.Jerome opened the flat door, left the flat and went downstairs to let his 7 friends in. Daniella heard.