The thinking period lasted some ten seconds, before there was a decision.“I can die first. You’re fully evolved…this will mark the end of one pa...t of your life, and the beginning of another.”Machamp smirked, and wasted no time in ripping Stephen’s clothes off of him. The human was right- there was no need any more to hide behind a human in a world of other humans. He was set on a path of destruction of said world, and was going to enjoy every step of it.The four-armed champion of death didn’t. Satisfied that there was no one watching other than her two companions, she agreed that she might do that, but also made it clear that the guys should not read anything into it. She pulled the zipper apart and spread the opening of the top until her nipples were just barely covered.As Tommy snapped several pictures, much to the guys’ delight, she also unbuttoned her skirt and let it fall to the deck. Never satisfied, Blake pushed on. “You might just as well take that top off, now. You’ve given. They're cremating him." So, I guess we'll need plane tickets," Mary muttered. "I'll get on Travelocity and get us some plane tickets."I laughed. "Why don't we get our own plane." Ohh, with sexy stewardess?" Mary smiled, those cute dimples appearing on her face and I just had to kiss her. "Mark, I think we need to protect our families," she said, her face growing serious. "I can control your mother, you can control my father..." Yeah," I sighed, catching Mary's drift. "We'll also need more. Collins?" "Yes I do," the gym teacher replied. "Sit down, please, I was just explaining to your mother why I requested her presence at this meeting, now where was I!?!" "Uh, you were saying something about Brittany's undergarments," Joanne Reeves replied, "that they weren't supportive enough..." "That's correct," Carla Collins replied, "what your daughter calls a bra is nothing more than a piece of lycra being asked to perform an impossible task, and if I do say so, I think that you have been.