Decieving isnt the word I was looking for.

Wykkyd leaned closer to me. Those wide and surprisingly expressive solidly ruby red eyes twinkled with a friendly and curious tone. "Um.....I'm guessing that you brought me here?" She stood up and nodded with a enthusiastic motion. Her shiny, plump purple painted lips spread into a toothy and joyous smile before she plopped into my lap without a sound. I couldn't help the wide and hot flush of crimson as I felt her very plump ass on my crotch. "Um.....I-It's...nice to meet you?" She bounced a bit on my lap as her happy smile turned into a curious and inquisitive frown as she seemed to be studying my face. "H-Hey.....um.....th-this is..." Her kiss was quick, I barely saw her move before I felt a tickling sensation from my forehead. Wykkyd had her hands on her hips and was smiling at me again. "This....this is really weird...um.." Wykkyd pantomimed laughter as she held up a dainty hand in front of those plump and feather soft lips.

What sounded like water running broke the strange moment. Wykkyd peered down a dark hallway with a half lidded curious look before glancing at me. Her lips again broke out in a smile as she gave me a bewilderingly strange squinted glance. Her smile was not innocently happy this time. No, this was a mischievous and knowing smile. Quick as a flash I fell into another portal. "WAAAHH....Ooof!!!" Wykkyd was laughing again as she rode me like a life raft through the portal. We seemed to land in the same strangely dark apartment again. "Where are we?" I could only sit there on the floor with this bizarre little mute mage as she silently laughed. Whether it was at me, or at the situation in general. It seemed only she knew.

I wanted to get her off of me, I wanted to find out where I was and what happened. But the second I opened my mouth, a small and dainty hand covered it. Wykkyd made the 'shush' motion. The water was running on the other side of the door. "She's the daughter of Rosie O'Grady~ A regular ol' fashioned goil~" The singing was muffled, and a little off key, but it was distinctly female. In fact it was the same voice of that little brat Gizmo. Hearing the singing, Wykkyd did the strangest thing to date. With a wiggle of her thin eyebrows, she got off of me and tiptoed to the door. I sat there completely confused as she begen to ease it open very slowly and very gently. "HEY WYKKYD!? Ya think Johnny likes a girl completely shaved? Or should I leave a 'landing strip'?"

Wykkyd gazed back at me again, with a smug but very curious and sort of playful smile. It was almost like she was asking me the same thing. My face exploded in a fiery hot flush as I sat there mortified. "Ahh. I'll go 'Brazilin'." Jovial laughter came from the bathroom. Wykkyd had her eyebrow cocked in a curious tone and her smile was impishly playful. She seemed to be planning something. "What are you doing?!" She shushed my tense whisper as she pushed the door open wider.