The phone rang, "Addy, Bruno and Jorge have invited Tina, Gretchen, Rita, Amber and Olga over for a game of strip poker, they need two more guys beside me, so we can have two tables playing. You up to it man?"
"Strip poker with Olga and Amber! Count me in, Victor, when is it?"
"In half an hour, can you score some beer?"
Adrian glanced at the Chronivac, he could be 22 in the blink of an eye, so he said, "No prob, and score some Tequila shooters too. Something tells me we'll be seeing a lot of flesh tonight!"
He looked out the window at his beat up chevy, and then manuevered the Chronivac over to the window and aimed it at the driveway. Soon his old beater was a hot black muscle car with red and yellow flame details. He next set the device on himself and boosted his height to 5'11", re-entered his age to 22, and double checked his driver's license to make sure it matched. Then he noticed the 3 scraggily one dollar bills in his beat up wallet. A few keystrokes later, the three were $50 bills, and the wallet was shiny black eel skin. His joke plastic MasterChickenInspector Card now was a real platinum Master Card. There were several warnings that flashed on the screen about "counterfeiting", but it was still real money, he had only changed the denomination, so how was that counterfeiting. Besides what could a computer program do? And even if anyone got in trouble, it was registered in Jeff's name.
He decided to tighten his abs, tone his muscles, and drop some fat before running by the liquor store. A new Adrian with step brother hooked to his cock head and jammed in a tight red nylon pouch of Adrian's g-string which he wore just for this ocaission.
Adrian liked the new five o'clock shadow his older leaner body was sporting as he pulled into the 7-11. He fueled up using his platinum card, and bought 3 twelve packs of Budweiser, and two bottles of Tequila Gold. Then he drove to Bruno and Jorge's place.