”“Nathan?” Shard whispered, anxiety gripping her.Fastball raised his head and looked at her, smiling sharply. “Yes, this body, this vessel,”... he said, his voice echoing with cold, dark intent of the ethereal being, “it will serve me well.”Shard’s lip hung limp as she swayed with her heavy breaths and pounding heart. She stared in shock at her teammate who glared back at her, his once-green eyes completely engulfed with a swirling, black ink. “No…” she breathed.Ceremant scanned his newly. Apparently he didn't recognize me which mad me feel a little disappointed. I strolled over to the movie selections and casually browsed through the different titles eventually making my way to the interracial section quite by accident. This section was also closer to the counter. The cover pictures of different white women with black men started getting me warm when the clerks voice startled me, "Decided to come back?". I looked at him and just nodded my head yes. "I see no husband this time". Immigration wanted to speak to us. Mr. Mike was not happy. “The American Ambassador should be in...” Immigration looked at his watch... “Hell’s bells. He’s late. Let me check.”The conversation to “little America” went on and on and on. At least I think so. I was waiting in the waiting room. Now I understand the god awful seats. If you get uncomfortable enough ... you leave. And just as I was gathering my things to do that, the door opened and my Immigration officer stormed out.“It is with great. ” “Maybe.” Even as Janet was murmuring her agreement, Roxy was kissing her throat and nuzzling her neck with the tip of her tongue. They both already knew there was no turning back, even had either of them wanted to. “Are you sure you want to do this, honey?” Roxy’s fingers were already unbuttoning her mom’s white shirt. “Any time you want me to stop, mom, you just say the word.” Janet’s only response was a soft moan of pleasure as Roxy’s hands slipped inside her half-open shirt and cupped her.