We’ve all seen each other naked before,” Mike told her, and this was true. When we were younger and used the pool house for sleepovers we played d...ctor a couple times after their parents went to bed. Nothing really more than you show me your’s and I’ll show you mine. “Years ago,” replied Gina. “So,” he said “Things may be a bit bigger than last time but who cares.” “Don’t worry about me Gina. Seeing his needle dick won’t traumatize me,” I told her. Mike pulled his dick out again and said,“Does. A renowned crime fighter in New York City. You have dealt with some of the worst villains in your time. Yet you always come out on top. You're experienced and served as a super crime fighter for about five years. You're a thin guy, but you've got innate superstrength.Your real name is Kyle Katarn. Mega rich, you inherited vast sums of wealth. The CEO of a successful international corporation, you control the company, delegating work so you can be the Hero. You socialise with the elite and. The 'first meet', an opportunity to check each other out, to ensure neither was insane, criminal or repulsive! You had arrived slightly early and ordered a drink, sitting yourself near the warming open fireplace. You allowed the heat to sooth your ice cold hands feeling the rush of blood flow towards your finger tips. You looked up just as I came through the door, shaking my umbrella out, glad of the dry, warm, room I had walked into. I looked around seeking out your face, then our eyes. It grew taller and graceful as writhing arms extended outward, snaking the air in rhythm. The human form beneath the cloak stood tall and swayed with the music. The figure twirled and the cloak billowed out to reveal her feet spinning in the dancer heels. Ned leaned up in his seat. The girl was mysteriously intriguing. Ned didn’t remember having an interview scheduled but the hectic nightclub business sometimes took on a life of its own and he just went along with the flow. The dancer stopped..