Perhaps she means herself?

You look at beautiful Wendy hopefully. "Do you mean yourself?"

Her smile turns slightly pitying and she lays a hand on your shoulder. "Sorry, but I'm with Chris Johanson right now."

"The basketball team captain?"

Wendy looks up wistfully. "Yeaaah. I know he seems kinda shallow, but he's really very sweet. Like you!"

That's what girls always say when they're telling the nice guy about the jerk they're dating. You try not to show any annoyance. "Well, if you weren't with him, then would you and I...?"

The bus lurches to a stop and Wendy hops up. "Maybe! Anyway, come talk to me tomorrow and I'll see if I can think of someone good for you to go out with."

As the bus empties out, you think about all the girls at the school. Even before the changes you made to her, Wendy's cute Asian looks and sunny attitude put her ahead of most girls. With the enhancements, no one else is even close.

Once you're out of the bus, you rush past the other cheerleaders. You bump into tiny little Taylor and she almost says something, but then she wanders off confused. You catch up to Wendy as she's unlocking her car.

"Oh, hi again," says Wendy. "Is there something else?"

You take a deep breath. "Yes. I don't want any other girl. I think we should hook up."

Wendy starts to smile pityingly again, but her expression changes as you concentrate on what you want to happen. "You know what... sure. It's been a couple weeks since I broke up with Chris, I could use some fun. Hop in!"

You get in the passenger seat. The two of you exchange smiles as she drives to her house. She puts her hand on your knee and rubs lightly. You lean in to kiss her, but she shrugs it off with a laugh and says, "Not while I'm driving, doofus!"

You hold back, barely containing yourself. When you get to Wendy's house, she leads you to the door, then puts her finger to her lip to warn you to be quiet.

Wendy opens the door and sticks her head inside. "Mom, Dad, I'm home!"

"That's nice, dear," says a female voice with a thick Japanese accent.

Wendy pulls back out of the door and smiles at you, then motions for you to follow her. She leads you inside, pointing to a door down the hall to indicate where her parents are. You can see inside the room enough to tell it's a living room and you hear a TV. Wendy takes your hand and pulls you up the stairs, then into her room.

As soon as she's locked the door, Wendy pushes you backwards onto her bed. She climbs on top of you and kisses your neck. You groan, trying to hold it in and keep quiet. Your hands move down to her pert ass. It feels incredible, but you only touch it for a second before the tall Asian girl grabs your hands and moves them to her huge breasts. She presses her fingers down on yours, forcing your fingers to grasp her roughly through her cheerleader top.

She's really taking charge! It's a little overwhelming to have her run the show like this. You need to get a handle on things.