At the party last night, she caught the eye of Jak, a lonely long haired guy, whos depression seems to be fueled on drugs and the lust of a cheep shag... The moment he saw Aimee, in her high pink heels, her bare legs leading up to tiny, tight red hotpants with a tiny thong being shown, and her firm, ample unbra'd breasts forced into a black lowcut top, he was in love, and he knew he had to had her.Jak went outside, joint in hand and rested on the curb, alone. He heard the clink of heels behind. I sat there at the table with Rod as this woman walked up to John tapped him on his shoulder. When he turned to her, she threw her arms around him kissing him fully on his lips. Rod had seen it as well and he looked to me.“Care to dance?” Rod asked me.I told him Ok and he led me to the dance floor. It was a slow dance and I really did not notice how close we were dancing. My mind and my eyes were elsewhere like on John and the woman who had walked into the bar. All types of thoughts were. My hands reached up to my breasts and I began to knead them. I rolled my nipples in my fingers; this sent small shock waves directly to my clit. I closed my eyes and started to imagine it was C.J.'s hands caressing me. I took a deep breath. It was at this moment that I heard Cynthia; she was standing naked in the hallway staring at me. I quickly dropped my hands to my side and felt a bit embarrassed. I gave her a half smile and said, "Just a little frisky tonight." She looked at me with a blank. In fact, a close look at the gathering would reveal that many in the crowd bore a similar device: the soldiers, the prisoners, the farmers. Not everyone, but enough that it would bear further questioning.On a high pyre lay the bodies of Iosoan Lei and his daughter Jaide. Fire already obscured their features. Their flesh blackened and popped. The green banner laid across their bodies was already consumed, and the silver emblems on their chests were black with smoke. A thick column of black rose.