" Anyway, the local basketball stud put out the word to all his buddies that she was off limits, that nobody should date her, and as a result, she has...'t had a date since Christmas. She asked me if I would escort her to her prom. She's a senior, and it is her only chance." And you agreed, I suppose." Yes, I did." Jesus Holy Christ! Did you even consider what that is going to look like to school officials? I mean, you're twenty three and she is what, maybe sixteen or seventeen?" Calm down, Dad.. Room 201.”Heather smiled brilliantly. “That sounds fun,” she said through an uncontrollable giggle. “I’ll be there.”Later that night, after the group’s nightly “sob session” (as Heather referred to it to herself), Heather raced back to her dorm room to change clothes. Cindy was already there, getting ready for bed. As Heather proceeded to put on her shorts, a tank top, and tennis shoes, Cindy glanced at her curiously.“Are you going somewhere?” Cindy asked politely.“Yeah,” Heather replied. “My. H.I.E.L.D. hadn’t figured out who was behind the Outbreak but it was sure that it had to be someone with a terrible influence and nearby unlimited Resources. She had guessed on her old Lover and now Arch Enemy Victor Van Doom, but he hadn’t made a Move out of his country until now. Rumors said that the Avengers had been constantly under Attack of a Woman in Green Latex and with Blond Hair.It seemed that she was an Asgardian Witch or Sorceress that was on a rampage to destroy Thor. She had even. Fiona bent to look in the drawers. “Dave, stop staring at my bum” How did she know? It was a very attractive stretched fabric over that rounded pair of mounds. Could it be that any girl in a bikini, bending over, just knows she will get stares. And Fiona looked fucking good in a bikini stretched over her bottom. “I would have thought you’d had enough after wearing out Terri”“I didn’t ... did I?” I was smiling; how could I not? “Did she say that?”“She said you were energetic, and very good, and.