Kiona meets Harry.

Marigold guided Kiona through the convention hall, sweating bullets the whole way. Thankfully Kiona had convinced her adoring fans to leave them alone-- it was easy for her to tell that something was weighing on her friend's mind.

"Do we have to go much farther, Mari?" Kiki asked.

"No," Marigold said. Even her voice was betraying her. She was such an awful liar. Did Kiona already know what was going on? Was she only going along with it for now so she could chastise Marigold for it once it was all over? "It's right here."

Marigold stood beside the doorway to the private room that she had booked earlier for herself and Harry. She couldn't believe that all this had happened in so little time. And to think that she had started all this trying to buy some toys to use on Joy! Joy was so far out of her mind right now. She was only thinking about Kiona, what Kiona would say or think if she uncovered the truth.

"In this room?" Kiona said.

"Yes." Marigold gulped as Kiona approached and knocked on the door.

Harry responded quickly. He was at the door in seconds, and already grinning as he opened it. "Good to see you," he said, lechery dripping off every word. "Come in, come in."

Kiona cocked an eyebrow at Marigold, but the smaller woman was unable to meet her friend's eye. The bodybuilder just chuckled to herself and walked in after Harry. Marigold followed closely after, still trembling at the thought of what Harry had in store for her Kiki.