“Reminds me of the Go Go Club,” she mentioned to my ear and stealing a kiss.Our waitress arrived to take our order. “Looks like you two just cam...e from a wedding,” she commented on my suit and Lisa’s white dress.We both laughed together. “We did, actually, we’re the Bride and Groom,” Lisa proudly announced holding up her left hand, to display her wedding ring.“Congratulations on your marriage,” she smiled eyeing, Lisa’s deep cleavage. We gave her our drink order and relaxed. Still holding hands,. I was just content to live my life and continue my endless search for meaning. I remembered a time when genetic mutants were extremely rare. Nowadays, they’re pretty common, though everyday humanity still doesn’t believe they exist. Mutants hide who and what they are, and for good reason. The world is hostile to those who are different. Trust me, I know this better than anyone. I’ve seen genocide more times than I can count. Anyhow, the early twenty-first century found me living in Westford,. Im not going to try to make big dramatic build up or anything so Ill just spit it out. They were obviously sex noises. I followed the sound around a large rock, and then saw Greg and Sunny. She was standing, but bent almost all the way over, her hands supporting her against a fallen tree trunk. She was topless, and her shorts and panties were around her ankles. Gregs pants and boxers were in an identical state, but he still had his shirt on. He was pounding her from behind. I could hear the pop. It zipped and stuck with a soft squishy sound on her left thigh. Anna gave a startled yelp and tried to reach down , trying to remove the dart . But by that time two other guys came up from behind and grabbed her arms and pinned her upright between them. Come on guys a live dartboard to practice before the tournament, be quick , they screamed , louder than Anna , who was struggling now, screaming curses . In a short while her front looked like a live pin cushion , with darts sticking out of.