Thankfully, she picked up when I called back.
"John? Is that you?"
"Uh, yeah. Hi Dr Watson," I said, momentarily unsure what to say to her. I knew that the mind control stuff was not going to work over the phone. I had to meet her in person. "Look, I'm sorry to call you at the weekend, its just that there's something really big come up at work".
"Really?"
"Yeah. You remember the Cog-Plus that was being abandoned because it was too risky? I've been doing some tests and its really amazing".
"Uh, you've not been trying them on yourself have you"?
"Yeah, but the effects are startling. I need you to come in and help me assess them". Dammit, I thought after I said it. Doc Watson was effectively my senior at work, but with my abilities I was getting used to ordering people to do what I wanted.
"Sorry John. I'm busy right now. However you should go to your own Doctor first if you're experiencing symptoms. And you know I'm going to have to report this to the board if you've been experimenting on yourself".
Fuck! I thought. I concentrated all my willpower and said "No. Don't do that. Come in to the office right now. And don't bother wearing any underwear!"
She hung up.
Shit. That had not gone well. I didn't want to wait till she was back in the department to get my ass fired and possibly reported to the cops. I needed to get to her before tomorrow morning. I genuinely wanted to get her help to get a handle on this, but I have to confess I was also getting horny thinking about her.
I had to find her. I just didn't know whether I needed to fuck her or ask for her help.
What the fuck was I going to do now?
Just then the elevator doors made their familiar pinging sound and the doors at the other end of the corridor began to open.
