No plan without persuasion

"I am not the kind of girl who just sleeps with complete strangers," Nancy said.

Rick nodded. Thanks to bio-DNA, he had become the kind of guy who sleeps with all sorts of strangers but he still remembered his earlier life when anything like the present would have been an impossible fantasy. "I understand, Nancy." He pressed two fingers to her wrist, not grabbing but creating a physical contact that let him feel as well as see her pulse. "There's no pressure. We can just talk if you'd like."

Rick wanted Nancy but he wasn't some desperate teenager. Whatever happened here, he was looking forward to a threesome later that night. Of course, if Nancy joined, it would be a foursome which would be even better.

"That thing with the knife was just a trick, right?"

He shook his head. "It hurt like hell but you can cut me again if you need to prove it."

"What if I shot you with a gun."

"Then I'd probably die. My body heals quickly. That doesn't mean I could survive a hole through my brain or heart. Just so you know, I'd appreciate it if you didn't shoot me."

"I'll think about it."

He noticed she hadn't removed his hand from her wrist which he took as a good sign. "I'm going to kiss you now. If you want to shoot me, wait at least thirty seconds so I can get the kiss in.

She giggled again. "You'd better hope you're a good kisser then."

He did hope so. He'd certainly had a lot of practice over the past days. He left his right hand on her wrist and circled his left behind her back, pulling her body to his as he brought his lips to hers.

Her lips were full and soft... kissable.

For a fraction of a second, they tightened, then softened again as she kissed him back, her tongue meeting his, teasing it, taking the initiative and entering his mouth.

"Does this bio-DNA affect the, ah, groin area?" Nancy's words were barely a breath.

"Let's find out, shall we?"