But they wanted to do it in their own way--the beings that were to be dominated should be other sentient ones, like they so enjoyed to do! And thus, t...e first possession-focused rodeo was born. The first year was a huge success, but they wanted more. More challenges, more participants, more ways to control others. In their interdimensional travels they came across beings of energy that could enter bodies without any effort, or beings that could combine symbiotically with others to form a. But the cautious streak ran more deeply in Carla than in the others. Impressive as it sounded, Transformations was still a risk, one she was not ready to take.Jeanine and Len did not greet the letter with the same enthusiasm as Lindsey and Carla at all. Len very carefully kept a stone face and said nothing. Inside, he was torn. The loyal husband part of him knew he should respond with indignation on behalf of Jeanine, as that would surely be her reaction. Another part of him, led by the part. Armando's family was already drinking cachaca toasts and warmly welcomed the new arrivals. The aromatic dishes being set out and included vapata: a tasty mix of corn meal, cashews, peanuts, red pepper, shrimp, coconut, salt, ginger and onions. There main dish was a wonderful lobster - fish moquica that had Simon complementing Armando. He demurred that Jorge was the chef."When will you join my kitchen Jorge? We always have a place for you."Jorge smiled "I think I'll have to become a Zen monk. As I pondered, I heard a voice. "Mmmm, that's delicious." I turned to see Steph, my younger sister, sitting at my table with a salad bowl and book. She was looking over the book at my naked body while slowly chewing her lunch."Um, afternoon, Steph." I said while I stood awkardly holding the fridge door open.She arched an eyebrow, still covering the rest of her face. "Oh, it is afternoon. And a very nice afternoon it is. Busy morning?" I, uh, yeah. Busy morning." I looked around."The girls ran.