As I went up the stairs untucking my blouse from my skirt the doorbell rang. "Damn. At least he is punctual." I whispered under my breathe. "Be right...there!" I yelled toward the door. I quickly started buttoning my blouse and walking toward the door. Upon opening the door I was greeted to an exotic, tanned, muscular young man in his mid-twenties. He stood about 5 feet 7 with eyes so black I felt I was falling into a black hole. As I looked to the rest of his face I saw a mischievous smile. "Clearly, they have weapons and know how to use them, since every military satellite in orbit, not just ours, was destroyed within seconds of their arrival, but they haven't touched communication or weather satellites. That could signal either hostile intent or self protection. They might have decided to combine a self-protective strike with a show of force for our benefit." Naturally, we've tried to contact them..." The president looked around the room.A man wearing a rumpled sportcoat and. " His voice changed to a low whisper. "Oh yes Alan I remember you, I wondered if you would be up for more. Come round to this address tomorrow morning at 10.00 am. Tell your parents you have a job interview for a Saturday job in my newsagents shop. Oh and Alan be sure to dress nicely like you were last Saturday." I was still shaking when I replaced the receiver. I had the address written down and decided to check it out for real. 15 minutes later I leaned my bike up against the wall and across. .. it was Sams confidence and outgoing personality that Tori longed to somehow gain in her own life. If not for this admiration, Tori probably wouldn't be doing this crazy thing. Tori gazed solemnly at herself in Sams vanity mirror. Her brown hair fell around her face in a short wispy cut. Her brown eyes looked down at her average body. She barely had a rack, unlike Sam who only had to wear a size large thanks to her chest. A doorbell downstairs interupted Tori's thoughts. "EEE! Tor, they're.