What's next?

Go to work?

You get up to go to work yourself before you stop and realize that you don't have to. In fact, you could never work again if you would like. You lose yourself in thoughts of the future as you go back up to the front to order another drink. You eye the poor embarrassed waitress as she crosses the room with her arms clasped in front of her in a vain attempt at conserving some modesty.

You sit back down with your drink and think about what you wana do now. A part of you would love to make all petite girls free to use, but you cant stand the thought of others defiling your beautiful Christina. You also don't want her to leave you if you do fool around...

You slowly sip your drink and think about the options. You could just give yourself the job of fucking Women, but that sounds like it would get old fast. You also could twist the world a little bit more, but you could do that at any time.