If you let me have a sip, I’ll answer the question you wanted to ask me last night.”“Seriously?” I said.She lowered her sunglasses and looked ...t me, the smile gone from her face. “Seriously.”I couldn’t believe the irony of what I was about to do -- let someone obviously underage taste my alcoholic drink, as a bribe to get her to tell me just how underage she was. Still, I waved the waiter over, purchasing a “Red Pirate” on my room card. I took a sip -- it was sweet, not grossly so, but. Situation ‘normal’ I was told by Irv and Simon, and by our last night when we had a dress rehearsal gig at a local club, everyone was sullen and pretty well out of sorts, and our playing pretty much reflected that. The crowd mostly didn’t notice or care, but I did. And our 90 days of hell on the road began… and it was definitely hell. Our playing was so obviously disjointed the first few weeks that we were almost fired and very nearly released from our contract to be the opening act for this. " I blurted out again. "You've been thinking about that since it happened haven't you?" She giggled. She licked her lips. "Mrs. McConnel." I stated as she sat up straight. "I've been thinking about it since I got here earlier. Your so attractive and mature. There is just something about you that draws me in." She blushes. "Chris... That night, I heard you." I coughed. "What do you mean?" I asked. "I heard your groaning from the guest room. You were masturbating weren't you?" She asked. Putting Lucifer’s ultimate attack to shame, he fired a black and red beam of energy powerful enough to obliterate a solar system.“Celestial Art: Wormhole Barrier!” Baltoh countered, refusing to alter his trajectory or slow down.At the sound of his voice, a lake-sized vortex appeared in front of him and engulfed the blast, sending it to the void between dimensions where it could do no harm. Maneuvering around the screaming blast, Baltoh tackled Tenebrous, knocking through the final planet in the.