Then with two guys -- without protection.Her dad had listened in, in impotent rage and with what Daphne realized was admirable self-control. He and th... other ancestors had pieced together enough to figure out where the place was. Kyle tipped off the police, it was raided, and Veronica was saved. Kyle had debated asking Daphne’s permission, but decided it was just too important to allow any other decision. But Veronica had no idea of the connection.Now Daphne’s son Peter was struggling. He was. It was a long, thin piece of crystal, blood red, unlike the green of Construct. He could feel a sense of power in the shard, but had no sense of control from it, or any intelligence behind it. “What kind of crystal is this?” asked Jack.Jack suddenly felt himself in one of his dreams again, only this time, he was awake. He was in his palace throne room, in a circle with six other men. Their chairs were equally comfortable, but it was clear Jack’s chair was a throne. Each of them had a crystal on. Her denim shorts were unzipped, and her skin-tight shirt was pulled down to reveal her left tit. One hand was underneath her panties, and another was massaging her breast. When she met my eyes, she froze in fear. Her face went as white as a ghost. I got a good look at her. She was a mildly attractive girl, my sister: nice hips, better-than-decent tits, if her ass was somewhat lacking. Her brown, wavy hair, though usually done up in a ponytail, now hung down naturally. I wasn’t turned on by the. " He's not here!" she insisted."He's not?" I said. She sounded truthful in the midst of her ire."I don't have time for this shit! I'm late!"She stepped outside and pulled the front door shut behind her."But..." Jason's in the hospital. He's sick or something stupid. It's because of him that I'm late for a slumber party." What happened?" I asked with concern."I don't have time for this!" But I'm supposed to stay here tonight." I was beginning to feel anxiety."Well, duh! It's not happening. My.