She walked up to the bar and waited to place an order. I tried not tolook over too much, but couldn't help but notice that not only was shewearing the...same leather jacket she'd given to me just a day ago, butaround her neck was a black string necklace with an ankh pendant,remarkably similar to the one I'd worn when I saw her perform a week ago.Had I been more optimistic - or still Alana - I would have taken it as asign that the universe was trying to bring us together. Instead, I took aswig of. It turned out that due todisease or a result of conflict, most of the member groups of theDominion Collective had lost the ability to have female children intheir own societies. Basically no more female births. So they beganlooking for alternatives, and it turned out that Star Wars and StarTrek had had it all right, the universe is filled with humanoidspecies. So the Dominion Collective would strip a planet of themajority of the females, so they could become a part of the Collective,and. "Who ya lookin' for, gorgeous?" You probably don't know him," she said, starting to turn away from the doorway. "Thanks anyway," she called over her shoulder."Is that you, Ally?" a voice from within the room called out. She stopped immediately; it was Ben.Ally giggled as tattoo man turned around and said, "Yo, dude, how'd a dickhead like you get hooked up with a babe like her?" He faced Ally again and stuck out his hand. "I'm Lou, dickhead's-I mean Ben's-roommate." His meaty palm crushed her. She had not expected to feel that way. Then she felt the softness of her titties crushed tightly against Kevin's chest and she pulled back.She recklessly gulped down her drink although she knew she was several martinis over her limit now. She sat for a moment in stunned silence as Tom and the other woman continued dancing to a low primitively sensual voice on the stereo. The arms of the couple were hooked around each other's backs, their groins locked in an obscenely gyrating embrace. Wild.