Both ladies were local Germans probably in their late twenties. They accepted our invitation and sat with us talking for about a half hour. One woman... was very homely with octagonal glasses, brown eyes and black hair. She was rather shapeless and almost had the chest of a boy with tiny boobs. Her name was Hannelore. Deandre of course, started chatting up the much better looking blond, grey eyed well endowed woman who called herself Lotta. They then got up to go on to the dance floor and we. We hugged and i shook her husbands hand and got some drinks. All i could do while catching up with melanie was look at her breasts the way they where showing through her shirt. I was starting to get a hard on. She excused her self to go to the restroom 4 minutes go by and my hard on was not going away so i ran to the batheoom hoping to rub one off before anyone noticed. As i was turning to go in the mens room melanie comes out of the womens room and ran into me her hand touching my cock which. I can cover that missing link in the equation as a Power.”“What about your own ... limitations?”“Got it covered by the energy drain I took from shutting down Pandora’s box,” she replied referring to the incident that got her an invite to the bar to perform.“And what will it cost us?” I asked, knowing Athena never did anything for nothing in the way of favours.“Well ... I need at least one follower, as an anchor.”“And what does being a follower of yours entail?” Simon asked.“Worship, they would. I went there rang the bell she came in fully clothed nightie. As soon i entered i was disappointed looking at that she asked me whats wrong i said nothing she closed the door and hold my head and smooched and said dont be sad and asked me to touch her boobs i touched it she was not wearing anything immediately i gave her a long smooch which din stop for more than 10 mins while fondling with her ass and boobs she stopped in between seated me in the sofa removed her nightie saying now are you.