She gave him the directions to where she lived, and surprisingly it was right near where Adam lived also. As they drove they chatted about meaningless...things, simple chatter. Each of them, however, had other things on their minds. hen the other wasn’t looking, they each took turns glancing at the others body. Venice hadn’t noticed before, but Adam had a godlike body to match his godlike face. He had broad shoulders that angled into his obviously chiseled stomach. His arms and legs were bulging. ’ ‘Fatty steak, onions and potato burger?’ She laughed and cut his call. Chelsea changed into a black cat suit, looked in the mirror and said, ‘Oh God’ and lowered the top and put on a bra. She then had second thoughts of looking like a female provocateur so changed into the clothes she had been wearing. Almost dropping off to sleep after watching an hour’s chat show, Chelsea raced to check herself in the mirror before answering the door. ‘Sorry I’m so later, but good cooking takes time.’ They. I'd already wasted too much of my life trying to meet women in clubs; after the umpteenth put-down from asking a woman to dance or something, I said, "Never more!" And even reputable dating services are more interested in bleeding you for every last cent than in helping you find a perfect match.The elevator in front of me opened, so I was the first one in. Three short Chinese women and a married couple followed me in. As the door started to close, someone out in the lobby called out, "Hold. Physically, she'll be an exact duplicate of me, including all the sexual organs. They've told me that she'll have my winning face and smile too; she won't look like some kind of out spaced-out ghost or goblin. "The one down side is that she'll have a vocabulary that's about the size of my bust measurement. However, since she'll be taking my place in the 'Main Event', the other girls won't be expecting her to say a lot." "Whoa! Slow down, Barocca. Start over from the beginning. I'm missing.