Prisha was a warm and kind soul overall. She kept only a small circle of close friends, but attracted considerable attention from the guys on campus. ...er leggy and slender body boasted a perfectly round O-shaped booty. And horny collegians were always eager to get at it.The stress of the COVID-19 outbreak had put the once whorish beauty on high alert. She did not want to contract the “corona”. So she heeded the suggested social distancing guidelines.Friday arrived.Prisha was standing outside. Some rich people offered money and connections but also only a hand full of them were accepted. Despite of some old freinds from his time as a politician it seems that the host decides absolute arbitrarily who he invites and who not.But then the strange things began. At first nobody seems to know where exactly the mansion is. Then there a reports of mission people who took a vacation. But all of them still call their family and friend regularly. They told them that they now work at servants at. ***Kara felt satisfied that their room door was locked now, after hearingthe faint but still audible click of the automatic lock engage. She wasabout to direct her attention back to Kal, when a rather annoying voiceinterrupted her."You both need to tell me where you got your costumes. I've got to getmyself one!" Like Kal-El and Kara, the interloper and his two other companions werealso dressed in superhero costumes. She had to admit that despite thefact that their own costumes never mind. Two years later she gave birth to a son, Ethan at her home so no birth certificate." Right. The State arranged one, your parents took it, then decided they wanted one naming them as biological parents." Mom's idea probably, but Dad would drain the Mississippi for her if she asked him to. Sometimes having connections is a splendid thing, sometimes it's not."The detective said nothing. It wasn't his job to set people's mind at ease. He was simply paid to give them the ammunition to screw it.