"Well, he's hot, and new, and fair game." Yeah, well..." was the response from the others.I didn't know what to say, and decided to ignore her offer. ...Marcie, do you suppose your dad would mind if I practiced my kicking? I have all the equipment." I think it would be okay." Do you girls want to help me? You can."I asked four of the girls to retrieve the balls that I kicked and then had Emma and two others line up on the ten yard line, Emma in the middle and the other girls on each hash mark.. On the good side, that was the night we got our first real break.Darkness; cold and darkness were everywhere. A flash like lightening split the blackness, an instant of light, which left an impression burned on the retina. But there was no thunder. I searched for meaning in the patterns of color it briefly revealed. Were those people? A street? From a new direction the flash again tore away the veil of night. The colors were different this time. Not so bright, motion and glimpses of blue and. Now I improved her. Made her into something better.I made her into my slut. God, the possibilities I could do once I could freeze time again. I couldn't wait.Aurora reached the single-use, gender-neutral bathroom at the far wall of the cafeteria. Her hand reached behind her, sliding along the blue-painted door until she found the knob. She twisted it and thrust the door open, a great whoop rising among the guys. Wolf-whistles resounded through the cafeteria.Aurora had such a big grin on her. Und die letzteren hielten an ihrem Geld fest.Die diesjährigen Ehrengäste waren zwei europäische und ein amerikanischer Ölmagnat nebst Familie. Und die interessierte Miguel. Genauer gesagt deren drei hübsche Töchter.Alle drei waren hochangesehene Schnepfen in der High Society und bildhübsch.Um sie wiederzubekommen würden die Ölmagnate auf sämtliche Geschäfte mit Guatomona verzichten müssen. Ihnen würde natürlich kein Haar gekrümmt, denn Miguel war Gentlemen der alten Schule. Ganz im Gegensatz zu.