9am. “Early start after a late night,” I thought to myself as the fog of sleep began to clear. “That’s what I get for being grown and staying ...ut all night.” I never remember my dreams, but something tells me that I should be remembering this one. Something tells me that I need to be remembering this one. But it’s gone, and for some reason I let it go… even though my entire brain is telling me not to. Not just the .1% scientist claim we actually use, but the WHOLE thing is firing off synapses. I activated my ability, thus slowing time down for all three of them, rendering it harder for them to react to my onslaught. Before the first guy knew what was going on or that time had, in fact, slowed down for him, rather than him being just slow on the uptake, I had cleaved through him with my scythe, making short work of him.I didn’t stand around to ponder the gruesome scene in front of me. Instead, I jumped sideways almost instantly, having heard the impending approach of the other two. He popped his head out of his airplane and called me over. It wasn’t a fancy plan, but just a basic two seater. It scared the shit out of me really. He invited me in, so I climbed in and took a seat next to him. We reacquainted ourselves and got caught up laughing and joking around. “Why don’t we go for a short flight? Would you like that?” He asked. Uhhhh sure I guess so I replied. Off we went. Once we were up in the air and cruising high above the ground George looked at me and said “have you. Hearing the voice in the doorway the trio looked up and saw that Don had returned with a bottle of white wine and four long stem glasses. He was holding the tray just above his waist and his semi hard cock was pointing straight toward them. "I see you three have made yourselves comfortable while I was gone?" he said, moving toward the mahogany table next to the bed and setting down the tray. Then he came over to Terri's side of the bed and laid down behind her. His cock found the crack of.