There stands Sondra, my neighbor’s eighteen year old daughter who has been teasing me every chance she gets.“Trick or treat or something sweet, Mr.... Randall.”Sondra’s red hair reaches her shoulders and comes to rest at the top of her perky breasts. There is a trickle of ice cream dripping from her right nipple and down her smooth alabaster skin. Sondra spreads the ice cream from the cone she is holding just below her breasts and down to the deepest innie I have ever seen. The only piece of. The deeper the water, the more metal.What was not understood were the legends. Once this planet had much land and heavy deep ice caps. There was a moon, tides, farms, mines, industry, many millions of people all crowded together in pushy cities. There were bosses, police, armies, navies, great metal planes that roamed the skies. Everyone wanted more and more and more. More land. More power. More money.'What is mine is mine, what is yours will be mine.'There were wars, rumors of wars, street. Why don’t you stay the night? We can go swimming and have some fun tomorrow.”Kristen looked at me inquiringly. We hadn’t intended to sleep together and staying would force that issue. I told her, “That’s up to you. I’m yours for the weekend.”Brett obviously assumed the issue was settled. He told Kristen, “You can have the bedroom next to ours. I’ve already put your things in there.”Kristen nodded and we all got up to retire to our bedrooms. I wondered how I’d sleep knowing that this guy would. This is the place where amateur night will occur tomorrow, and CJ has planned on entering Diane in this contest and making her hesitant fantasy about being a topless dancer and exhibitionist come true. Tonight though he has only brought her here so that she can be fondled and played with. He has earlier talked with, and agreed to let the judges for tomorrow nights contest play with her and see her up close in order to get a more, shall we say favorable shot at amateur night. The judges are a.