.. "Hey, HEY! It's me!" Jeezus! I know you pretty much have to sneak up on me, but, damn!" Sorry!" The bag is on the nightstand..." Yeah, well, I brou...ght something that might improve things. Keep your eyes closed." I fiddled with the soft half-hood I'd purchased from the adult book store's fetish area and got it on her head one-handed, then used both to tie it off. "How's that?" Well, better. I thought we were going to do ski masks?" she asked."I have one, but it's a last resort thing because. Others followed suit, and I watched in silent amazement as sometimes two and three guys at practically the same time began ejaculating their load of cum into the brandy snifter! The scene had a slightly surreal aura about it at first, but after watching it for a moment or so, there was no doubt that it was real, indeed!"Hurry up, guys!" My friend Jackson urged the others. "We don't want it to cool off, you know!"Though there had been 11 different contributors (or 'donors', as Jackson called. I also read more about Brantwell's Time Machine, teasing myself about making "a clean getaway." I'd even selected a world called Hole-in-the-Wall as my hideout. The Wild West had always appealed to me and, if I could only find the Time Machine, it was within my grasp.I was getting caught up in my plans to leave. One night, everything stopped. While I had been at a gun show one Saturday morning, Lucy surprised a burglar in my apartment. I found her body in my living room, a small bullet wound. "See?" Zoe smiled for Alex, "That's what happens when a 'lady's man' thinks he runs things." I'll have to remember that," Alex said with a neutral expression.+++"Where's Bentson?" Zoe asked his girlfriend, Judy "Jugsy" Malone. Her oddly cut blue denim dress revealed parts of the blue bikini she had on.The well-endowed girl said to her, "He's a known troublemaker. He's making sure the heat watch him, not us. How much you want to bet? The odds are 40-to-1!" Gambling!? I'm into cheap thrills." But.