Keep the deal, plan the conquest

"Okay," I said definitively, "How are we going to do this?"

She smiled. A genuine smile, not a smirk or a sneer. Her body language relaxed and she sat down on the old wooden table behind her, looking for all the world like a cutesy schoolgirl plotting a mild prank, not a gender traitor plotting the enslavement of her former teammates.

"So," she started leaning forward as if to share a secret, "Evie will be coming back in a moment, and you'll grab her first. She's, like, really hot and stuff so you can do whatever you want. Just make sure she has to obey me, too."

"Uh huh," I nodded, still trying to figure out where the catch was. "And then after that what do we do."

Jessie looked at me like I was the dumbest boy alive. "Then we do the same thing to the others, duh."

"Right, but there are fifty women down here? Are we going to lure all of them in one by one?"

Jessie laughed, and wave her hand. "Don't worry about it! You have the magic touch. It's not like they can fight back."

I almost pointed out that an unclaimed girl could indeed fight back if we lost the element of surprise, but I held my tongue. No point bringing it up and reminding her of my particular vulnerability.

"So, like, when Evie gets here, I'll stand by the door and you'll ..."

Before she could finish whatever her plan was, we both turned our heads to the door at the sound of footsteps in the hallway.

"Jessie?" I heard another young female voice call out. "Are you talking to somebody?"