"Patty's eyes widened. "I remember you! You were in 'Annie Get Your Gun' last year!" Yeah. They imported me for piano and a couple of extra parts last...year." I didn't mention that I had been in the two previous high school musicals as well."Must be cool to have all that talent. You know, Kristen has a piano at her house." She does? How come I never noticed?" Because, when you're around Kris, you only notice Kris, you Don Juan!"One of the upper classmen from music joined us at the table. His. It's been an interesting life, I'll say that. My body continued to evolve after we split, becoming more Chungieran I guess. My hair and eyes have darkened. I've become quite muscular. And then my body stopped changing. Completely... I look exactly as I did eight years ago. I'm beginning to suspect I'm not aging. Chungierans don't age either... My nickname at the Labs is Stevie Bod, though I work very hard to keep my real strength and speed hidden. I've taken up karate, and I'm my sensei's best. So, Mark picked me up and we went to the trade fair. He was very elegant, and I felt some animal attraction towards him. There was something sexy in the way he walked, his presence. We spent some time together. He walked me around, occasionally holding my hand. Several times he put his hand on my waist when we were in a crowd. Then we had to part for several hours and met again later.We continued the evening in a bar close to my hotel. After a few drinks we were clearly flirting, and I had. They wore red very tight vinyl hot-pants, nicely showing the lower half of their asses. They also wore white cut-off tee-shirts revealing the bottom part of their tits at times. Their tee-shirts had the words ‘I suck…’ in large red letters matching the color of their hot-pants. As he approached the bar he got caught up in the crowd, the music and the dancers. He saw how perfect the dancer’s bodies were without a hint of fat on them. They were incredibly shapely, lean as could be. They looked.