Close your eyes. I do, saying nothing and willing the tension out of my shoulders with the release of a long-held breath. The beliefs of the many ofte... over-shadow the beliefs of the few. The power of the human collective truly is a remarkable thing. The immortals shift and change according to whims of humans. We become anything they need us to be, reflecting their virtues and desires through forms of their choosing. Early humans gave me no name, but worshipped me in forms which changed over. Lia wasn’t sure if she’d heard the song before, but either way, every move was in tune with the instruments. Soon, Lia turned the music off, after about ten minutes of Alice dancing her heart out. She stopped in her tracks, then laughed nervously and sat down. “S-so? How was that?”“God, I loved it. Your parents—they don’t know what they’re missing,” Lia said, and there really was a lot of truth to it. “You know, that’s why I need to tell you about my program. See, I need a new kind of worker. Anna and Jordan smiled."Awww, and you already got out of the port-a-john line. Better get backin line, it's getting longer," she replied as she pointed to the longline of now about 10 people.Trevor turned around and walked back to the port-a-john line. "FUUUCK!"he yelled.As the three walked toward the stadium, Anna turned to Angela. "How didyou know we were trying to ditch that guy?" Well, walking to the bathrooms next to him, Trevor asked me if Ithought Jason would let him borrow his car to be. “No, Irene, you don’t know. I’m the only man you’ve ever been with and you don’t know what you’re missing. Please, my darling, let me for once make this arrangement. Just once, that’s all I ask.” The bedroom fell silent for a few minutes, Irene debating and Oliver waiting. “Just once?” she finally queried, her voice soft, almost tremulous. “Yes, one time,” he said eagerly. “I want you to see, to find out, just what you’re missing. How much better sex can be. Listen, I’ve told you this before..