Sometimes hecopied someone within a large crowd and quickly moved away from histarget once the copy was completed. Other times, he picked an isolated...or private place and copied someone and used their momentary shock tohis advantage and quickly got away.His efforts allowed him to survive. He did not like taking chances sohe only used his powers when he ran out of money.But despite being careful, he started to attract unwanted attention.Other beings with special powers started to bother him. . It wasn’t that he didn’t want to share a nice, soft, warm bed with his daughter; it was the opposite. He wanted it too much. He knew full well that the discussion was far from over…“Buuuut Daddy… I’m cold…” Nicole mumbled, before pretending to shiver, while chattering her teeth together to drive her point home. There was no way he’d deny her now. She knew her father had a huge soft-spot for taking care of her. That was when she took the opportunity to slide her pyjama bottoms off without him. He concentrates on dishing the meal up for them both. Tells her to come and get it. There is no reply.He turns around while calling out to her only to see she is nowhere to be found. He is puzzled. He calls out to her again. There is still no reply. He runs to the edge of the water, fearing she may have fallen in. She is nowhere to be found. As he is about to be overcome with fear for her safety he becomes painfully aware that he is being watched. Before he can turn around, he feels. We arrived there and saw things were getting loud. There were a few white couples mixed in with the mainly black crowd. The white wives were wearing sexy outfits; but their husbands were not in costume. It looked like they all had the same idea. The white couples sitting at a table had at least a couple of black men sitting next to the wife and I could notice those sluts had their legs opened and a black hand buried between them.Ana and I looked a lot different than the rest of the costume.