I've ensured that your phone system is scrambled, so don't expect anyone you know to answer ... pity, I could have done with a Pizza." Don't be so coc...ky Beaker! Just what have you done?" Marcus demanded throwing a blast of light through the image in the middle."Don't waste your energy Marcus; it will only drain you quicker. I must admit that your copy was quite a work of art, I could tell there was some form of magic around it, but I had thought it was a shield." I said with a smile, one that. " I left with Emily, and the following night we returnedto Dr. Hermann's lab. Remembering the Chief's demands, I agreed tobecome an under-age version of my previous disguise. I was anot-so-sweet (more like sultry) 16-year-old. Hardly a man alive wouldwant to resist my charms. As on the previous Friday, I strolled aroundthe front of the Triplet Towers as Emily hid in the nearby shrubs.As midnight approached, I couldn't help staring at my pretty jewel-coatedwatch. Finally, I saw our man. ”“So how about then?”“Millie, I like you, but I have a girlfriend at home. And I’d feel I was cheating on her.”“Well can we at least be friends then?”“I’d like that, I really would.”“OK, call me when you get back.”We said our goodbyes, and George reminded us that James would pick us up at 8:30 the following morning to take us to the airport, and went into the hotel.“Dinner in the hotel restaurant and an early night?” Dad suggested.“Yes, I never realised that having fun was so tiring.”“You. “Is this ok?” He had no words. His silence spoke for him. She looked stunning. He had loved her body form the moment he met her. Petite, blonde and pale. She had beautiful eyes to go along with that devils smile and kickass dress sense, a mix of rock, Goth, geek and comfort, and that was before he even learnt about her corsets. Her light skin always worked in compliment against the black and dark fabrics she would usually wear, not making her body look sickly and not making the dark take over.