> > He turned to Kiara. "And why aren't you and your buddies filming this > > little soiree?" > > Kiara's wry smile disappeared and her face turned white. "Ah, I don't know > where Basyl or Mikal are. Did Nadia really want this filmed?" > > "You can bet your salary," Nadia's voice intruded. Nadia stood at the > entrance to the hallway with her hands on her hips and a sone glare. She > was clad in a black and white one-peice that came down off the back of her > neck crossed over her breasts and then merged into a high-thigh bottom. > She looked hot. > > Saddik dropped his drink, his mouth open, looking speechless. Karl > whistled quietly before saying, "I'll get my suit." Sebastian leaned in close to Kiara's ear. "I'm sorry," he whispered, "I was only fooling around about the camera stuff -- I didn't mean to get you in trouble. Let's see if we can't get Nadia drunk and make her forget the whole thing." [...] "Wow! There she is, folks --" Chance balanced his tray in one hand while he gestured to Nadia with the other. "The hottest woman in showbusiness! I give you... Miss Nadia Detzer, soon to be Nadia Chance!" ----------------------------------------------------------------------- This message brought to you by the HG-PBEM "OVERDRIVE" mailing list. http://www.bluething.org/overdrive/