Actually, rethinking that… sitting alone with a group of hot girls. Wait. What the hell was he doing in here with Ben and the Ice Bitch?

“Maybe I should go check on the girls,” Kyle said slyly. He stretched his arms, and plastered an aloof appearance. Cause then they wouldn’t know he actually wanted to just get a stiffy in the presence of three very fine chicks. Alien chicks, no doubt. He wondered if sex was better with aliens. It made him think of the whole probe thing again but he assured himself that if the time came that he got to entertain one of his “lady alien friends” that he would bring his own “probe”. Inspection guaranteed.

“Kyle, don’t move,” Sandy said sharply. She slouched in her chair, totally impassive but unwilling to let anyone else have some sort of fun. If she had to suffer through this torture of dullness, so should everyone else.

Ben stirred agitatedly in his seat. He had been feeling uneasy ever since Adam, Max and Alex left the room in a hurry. His body felt like it was buzzing, and it was really annoying. He only felt like this when his powers were surging, preparing to be released. It almost felt painful. His whole body felt achy and begged to be relieved. Something was definitely going on.

“You know, Sandy, maybe I should go check on the group,” Ben replied slowly but with much emphasis on each word. She eyed him carefully, and then shrugged her shoulders.