Aren't you an elemental?"Gabe smiled, "Yes. I'm an electrical-Elemental. And Maren here is an Energy Converter."Sanura looked with interest at both Ga...e and Maren, then she remembered the file labelled Synergy. "Are you also called Synergy?"Maren smiled, "That's right, how did you know?" I have access to some organisations and their files," Sanura explained hesitantly.Maren laughed, "I think I know who you mean, and yes, both Synergy and Blitz are well documented."Sanura remembered that Gabe's. "My wife turnaround and said "See. Problem solved" Ok. Cool!" I said replacing my stunned look with a smile.We both stepped over to the counter and finished checking out. Igraciously thanked Stephanie for her assistance and understanding.As she directed us through the back of the store to the door shesaid "Thanks for coming in tonight. It was a pleasure to assistyou and quite honestly it made my day."She opened the door and we stepped out into a near empty parkinglot. We exchanged 'good nights'. In other nations we've seen husbands stolen from loving wives. Sons separated from caring mothers. Students pulled away from attentive teachers.We cannot have that here. We must not punish women for the mistakes of men. And you must understand that it is men who have caused this crisis. It is men who have proved too immature to know their rightful place. It is men who are often too selfish to devote themselves to the worship of women. And it is men - feckless masturbators - who would rather. It was opened by Amanda, who was totally nude. As I entered the apartment, I could hear the gasps and moans of a female coming from Mark's room. The door was slightly ajar, Amanda took my hand gently and walked me into the room. What I saw almost made me faint! As it was, I did fall to all fours, gasping myself now.Mark was on his bed, fucking his 70-year-old sister Emma missionary-style. A surge of jealousy coursed through by body as I saw the short-haired blonde girl on her back with legs.