Rogue doesn't get rid of it

As soon as she got in, she called up Jean and gave a report that she'd managed to find a member of the gang and established contact with them (leaving out the details of just what kind of contact it was and her **** use).

Jean was pleased to hear her quick progress.

As she chatted with Jean, Rogue took the vial of Edge and placed it in a cupboard, telling herself that she'd get rid of it later.

After the call she sat and spent the rest of the day bored out of her mind, waiting for her next date with Flex.

Television offered nothing to help pass the time, so the old stand by of working out was what she turned to.

Her mind raced with thoughts as she practiced boxing against a punching bag.

She thought about how complicated things had become over the course of a single night.

Actually they had been complicated long before that.

She and Remy had hit yet another of their countless rough patches.

This time it was over Remy's constant flirting with other women on the team.

She was a gigantic flirt herself, but lately Remy had really starting going overboard.

Or at least it seemed like he had, Rogue wasn't sure if that was really the case or if she was just now noticing this or if this was actually even real and not just her being paranoid.

Still it was driving her nuts, to the point where she was soon having nightmares about him cheating on her.

She was sure that was a big reason why she was asked to take this mission.

The professor probably thought that getting her away from Remy for a while would be a good way to get her mind off of any fears of cheating.

Then she had a realization that stopped her dead in her tracks.

After all the nightmares about Remy happily cheating on her with Storm or Jean or Psylocke or any of the other countless women in the Superhero community (and a few villains), she realized that she was the one that had actually pulled the trigger.

Sure it was for a mission and she was equally sure that Remy would be understanding, but would she have given him that same kind of understanding?

She began to work out even harder, **** to get those thoughts out of her mind.

Right now she had to focus on her mission and not get bogged down by her personal life.

Eventually she ended her training and decided to enjoy a nice post training shower.

As the warm water fell over her skin, her mind drifted back to the previous night.

She remembered the intense arousal that the Edge she had done had caused.

It had been like she was on another, far more lustful, plane of existence and all she cared about was pleasure

Of course, it didn't hurt that Flex had a huge dick that was more than willing to give her that pleasure.

As she soaped up, she paid extra attention to her breasts.

And then as soon as she began to soap her ass, she thought of Flex's hands and how much they loved feeling every inch of her body.

Especially her ass.

She washed the soap from her body and took a little time to relive herself.

It didn't take long for her fingers to slip into her pussy and quickly make her cum with the image of last night in her mind to help her.

After the shower, she knew she was going to go right back into being bored, but this time, her wandering mind during the shower had given her the idea to use just a little bit of Edge that Flex had given her to help relive her boredom.

Despite intending to throw it away at first, she forget all about it after the phone call

That shower helped remind her that she could do a little.

She told herself that she'd already proven that she could handle it and that Flex would expect her to be a little high when he came to pick her up.

Of course, before she could act on that idea, the phone she'd bought to give the Muties a way to contact her buzzed to tell her that she'd received a text message.

It was Flex letting her know that he was going to pick her up in about an hour and a half and to get herself ready.

Rogue sighed and set about readying herself for their date.

She let him know that she got the text (and made sure to send him a shot of her in nothing but a towel to really entice him, it was a risky move, but she kept her face out of the picture so she was pretty sure she was in the clear), got dressed in her tightest dress, put her makeup on and did a line of Edge.

Once again, the effect on her mind and body were instant.

She felt her body temperature rise and she realized that her vow to make sure that what happened last night wouldn't happen again was gonna be a lot more difficult to keep, she would probably fool around with him again, but this time she wasn't going to let him take it as far as he previously had.

He came to pick her up and they exchanged greetings before they took off, both hopeful of what the night was going to bring them.