What's next for 18 and Videl?
Some programming, and some rewinding
Trunks pointed his remote at Videl again.
The woman climbed up onto the table, on all fours, beginning to rock back and forth
"Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me." She continued, now moving like some kind of sex machine
"Videl! Come on! You have to stop this! There are people... elpoep era ereht !siht pots" 18 began moving in reverse, in rather fast speed. She sat back down, sort of reverse sipped her coffee and chatted, before standing and beginning to walk backwards down the street, away from the cafe.
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