He waits for the others to arrive.The next to arrive is the tall Lakotain boy, a year older than the first, wearing nothing but a pair of jeans, his l...ng jet hairs plaited into an elegant coil around his throat. He grins at the décor and then at the boy on the sofa. A tweaked eyebrow is his only other reaction and a slight narrowing of kohl lined eyes. The Lakotain snaps his fingers and suddenly the brown-blue haired boy finds his wrists securely snapped together behind his waist, tied with. “Kel, I can’t. I’m dying here, but I can’t” “Yeah, I can see that” she said angrily, staring at the huge boner in mypants. “Well, I guess i’ll just have to give it to one of these wellmannered boys..” she said non-chalantly turning to look at the drunk cornerof losers salivating over her hot form. “No!” I said loudly, being heard over the music. She smiled and grabbedme around the neck kissing me deeply, her tongue. There was silence for a few moments, and the bartender walked away witha smile."Dammit Tony," I thought to myself. "You just spilled your guts to awoman you just met. Can you be any less awkward?"The bartender came back with another shot. This shot glass has a neonpink drink in it. "This one is on the house," she offered.I moved my head closer to the glass and starred at the liquid. "What isit?" Just a little pick me up for times like these. My own recipe," shestated and walked away.I turned. Chilled to the bone, she quickly surfaced and swam strongly toward the man that had exited the chopper. By now he was having a very difficult time. He flailed weakly as his head dropped below the surface and then reappeared. This happened several times before Gwen approached him. Then, as she drew near, he went under and did not return to the surface. Gwen dove and quickly found him. She grabbed his jacket by the collar and pulled him to the surface. By this time, her limbs felt numb and her.