Strange Conversations

Aubrey was nervous. What do I even say? I know what I want to say but that will just make things worse.

Mark was the one to speak first. “Aubrey, first I want to say thank you. I didn’t the other day because of the other things we discussed but I should have. If not for you Laura would be pregnant right now. So, thank you. Second, I want to apologize. I don’t think I’ve been handling your TF completely fairly.”

“So, you’ll help fix it this round?”

Mark shook his head. “I’m not completely sure. Maybe. I’m still upset with you about how you treated Talia and Chloe. I also have other things I want to buy, though I have an idea of how to fix the issue. That’s not what I meant anyway. I meant trying to **** our relationship around your TF instead of accepting it as part of you now. I think Talia’s TF opened my eyes the most. I can tell she truly loves me now. It isn’t an infatuation but love. I’ve been telling the others that I would be accepting who you are now over who you were, because to do otherwise would be cruel.”

“Are you saying you’ll just knock me up?” Aubrey asked a bit hopefully.

“No… maybe. I’m not currently planning to buy the option from the store where I can set the chance to get you pregnant to 100%. I will be retracting my previous statement though. The one where I won’t have sex with you until it is about more than just getting pregnant. I will say I would rather wait until you want me, simply for me, but I won’t turn down sex with you if you want it. Starting on your date night tomorrow.”

“Mark, I really want to wait. I’ve waited so long already. Not just for you but to find a guy I loved. I want my first time to be with someone I love. Right now that isn’t you. But I am also having trouble ignoring the emptiness inside me. I do understand though, that me constantly talking about you becoming a parent was likely not helping things. I’ve never been great at connecting with guys. I’m just not interested in the same kind of things as most guys.”

Mark shifted to Mary. “Well I have good news for you then. I’m also a lady. A lady who has essentially no idea how to actually be one. I can already tell you I enjoy clothes shopping, so we have that in common. We also both like helping others. Also aren’t you getting a PhD in Chemistry or something like that?”

“Yeah, specifically my thesis is on the effectiveness of various forms of addiction treatment and how they alter brain chemistry over time.”

“See that sounds really interesting and actually useful.”

“Really? Most guys have their eyes glaze over after a minute or two of talking about it.”

“Aubrey, my Master's thesis was on proving that by switching to a different data storage design, current image recognition processes could run faster by around 3%-6% depending upon the exact task. Which I know has already been improved upon by new technology simply becoming available. My work hasn’t become obsolete but that 3%-6% is now more like 0.5%-1% simply because of changes in technologies. I doubt that you could bore me with something that is a new discovery.”

“Huh, why do I keep forgetting that you are a major nerd?”

“Because you are a tiny bit sexist.”

“I am not!”

“You actually are, but everyone has biases. Aubrey you mentioned before that you want the two of us to provide for our eventual children. Tell me do you expect me to be working?”

“Well yeah. Why wouldn’t you be?”

“Because I will have absolutely no need to. Aubrey, when I marry Talia, because that will happen, I will be a multi-billionaire. If I work and that is a big if, it won’t be anything like a normal job. I say if, because right now I have ten women I need to spend time with, not to mention the plethora of children I will end up with. I told you I want to be a dad not simply a father. I won’t have time for a job. While I hope it won’t be quite so regimented as earlier this week, I do see having to implement some sort of schedule to manage my time as necessary once kids start becoming a thing. Also I’m willing to bet you see a fairly well built guy and think he likes sports, beer and other things that are typically associated as manly things right?”

“I guess you have a point. Once you hit double digits on kids you will just have too many demands on your time. Also you are right, I keep looking at you and thinking you were probably a quarterback in high school or a basketball player.”

“Hahahahaha. I’m sorry it’s just I’ve never played American football beyond flag football during recess in grade school. I was literally too small to be allowed on the team in middle school. I shot up about a foot and a half in high school, but I was already on the cross country and track teams and had no interest in switching to get concussions. Even those I dropped freshman year of college as they consumed too much time to have friends that weren’t on the team, and well, you met them.”

“Yeah, a bunch of douchey jocks, frat boys and crypto bros. Bleh.”

“Anyway the point that I was making is you were expecting me to provide because that is what a good father/dad/husband does, and you keep expecting me to be a stereotypical dude instead of myself. Tell me right now what do you think of me?” Mary asked, turning towards Aubrey and gesturing at herself and her clothes.

“That you are a beautiful fairy and I just want to kiss you.” Aubrey replied nearly without thought. After a second her face turned pink.

Mary quipped, “I must say pink really is your color Aubrey.” Which caused the blush to spread.

“I… I don’t… that just came out.”

“You don’t need to be embarrassed. Thank you for the compliment.” Mary then pulled Aubrey into a passionate kiss. “I want to kiss you too. But seriously if you just saw me walking down the street and Chloe asked what you thought I was like, what would you respond?”

“Honestly, that you were a lot like me. Somewhat of a girly girl.”

“See that is a bit sexist and you know it. Here is the thing: I don't even know if your assessment is inaccurate or not, myself. I don’t know what your plan is tomorrow, but if you need an idea, maybe help me figure that out.”

“Thanks Mary. This really helped.” Aubrey kissed Mary this time. “Now I should probably get you back to my girlfriend for her date with you.” So the two walked back to the cottage holding each other.

Laura was surprised by the **** Talia was exerting as she dragged Laura into the cottage. As soon as they entered Talia pulled Laura onto the bed on top of her and began kissing her. After a moment Talia stopped for a second to say, “Laura, I kissed Allie this morning so I could speak. I know we didn’t talk about that, so I wanted to tell you.”

“That’s fine.” Laura then resumed kissing Talia. Laura was surprised when Talia started undressing Laura. Laura slowly reciprocated and undid much of Talia’s outfit. “So, what exactly is happening here? How far do you want to take things?”

“I want you to make me climax, I’m so horny from breakfast. I’m willing to do the same for you. Just no penetration, I’m concerned I’ll need the virginity points to hit 100VP.” Laura stripped Talia completely and started to kiss one of Talia’s breasts then the other, while slowly rubbing her slit as well. Laura went ahead and cast Delayed Gratification on herself.

Talia felt helpless but didn’t resist as she squirmed in Laura’s embrace. Laura slowly moved down Talia’s body until she reached her crotch. Laura pulled Talia’s legs over her shoulders and slowly licked Talia over and over just teasing and tasting her.

“Please Laura, I need this. I need you. Oh. OH. GOD ALMIGHTY YES.” Laura didn’t keep her girlfriend waiting with cries like that. Laura aggressively attacked Talia’s clit with her tongue until Talia climaxed and went limp. Laura put down Talia’s legs and repositioned herself, and noticed that Talia’s had rolled back into her head. After a few seconds Talia’s eyes were in the normal position but looked glazed over.

+2 VP Cause Talia to Orgasm (x2 First)

Laura looked down at her and smirked. “I’m guessing you aren’t in any condition to return the favor right now are you?”

“Wha?” Was all Talia replied.

Laura chuckled, “That’s fine.” Laura released her spell receiving the orgasm she had earned. After it finished washing over her, she said. “I really love that spell. It makes it so I don’t need to worry if my partner is in a fit state when I’m done with them or not. It also seems like the intensity is relative to how strong my partner’s orgasm is. Did you get any of that or did I fry your brain sweetie?”

“Good spell. I’m slowly coming around.” Talia said, still clearly experiencing euphoria. “That… that was nothing like… like anything I’ve experienced before. Is sex always this good?”

“Oh, hell no. Though I will say all the sex since I’ve been on the show has been excellent.”

“Well, I will want more, that's for sure. God. I just had sex… with a woman…”

“Are you going to be alright? I know your position on sex and your sexuality are sort of in flux.”

“I… I think so. It’s weird. I know how I would feel before all my changes. Like I can remember how I thought about things, but they feel slightly separated from myself. Which actually makes it easier to examine them objectively.” Talia frowned.

“What’s wrong, because a frown is the last thing I want to see after having sex with someone.”

“Just… I realized another way I wasn’t living up to my own beliefs. Looking back, I did think that the church was wrong about gay people. I just couldn’t bring myself to make that break. I needed to stick to the doctrine, because if I made exceptions in some places why not others?”

“You aren’t thinking of leaving your church are you?”

“Maybe. Not my faith though. The church is people, and people are fallible. I’m not abandoning my faith. Mark made some good points the other day. That I should ask myself, why do I worship as I do? I’m not going to stop following Christ. He preaches love, acceptance, and forgiveness. I was wondering, Laura, what do you believe?”

“Well, I was raised Christian don’t actually know what denomination. My mom wasn’t overly religious but did take me to church every week. I stopped going as soon as my mom would let me, since I was essentially called a slut repeatedly. I learned about a few different religions and determined none of them were really for me. Too much focus on female purity for me. I like the line ‘I like your Christ but not your Christians’ I forget how the rest of the quote goes.”

Talia finished it, “‘Your Christians are so unlike your Christ.’ I’ve heard it plenty. I don’t completely disagree either, but most are sincerely trying their best. So, you don’t really have a problem with Jesus but with organized religion?”

“Yeah, I mean at least from everything I read that’s right. It isn’t like he condemned people for enjoying sex, and love, acceptance, and forgiveness are things I can get behind. Why the curiosity?”

“Well, we are dating. Shouldn’t I know what my girlfriend believes in? Though, I was also wondering for another reason. Mark mentioned something and well I could see it eventually coming up for a vote sometime.”

“Oh? What about?”

“Me being your first high priestess or something like that.”

Laura just blinked at Talia nonplussed, “Um… you are joking right?” Talia shook her head. “I don’t want anyone worshipping me… except maybe you… and Ellen… I do like Mark’s praise as well… Shit do I want to start a cult?” Talia laughed hard grasping her stomach. “Oh come on, it isn't that funny.”

“Yes it is. Though that is why I was curious. If a church or cult of Laura starts up, which it could, it would be a bit awkward for me if I was dating the goddess of that religion and not be a member of it. Pretty sure I would be excommunicated from my current church if it became known.”

“So you want us to just start our own religion?”

“Heavens no. Just wanted to know if it was taken out of our hands if that would end up being a problem. Now would you like to go for round two?”

Laura looked Talia up and down, “I would love to but I don’t think you are good for a second round. Instead I was thinking we could try something out and have a little competition.”

“You raise a good point.” Talia sat up in bed. “My legs still feel a bit wobbly. What’s your idea?”

“After you recover a bit, we go up to the library and see which of us can find more books in lets say four hours. The winner gets to take the loser on a date of their choice with no objections from the loser.”

“Deal, though anything sexual is still objectionable.” The two shook on it, both certain they would be the one to win.

Aubrey kissed Mary and then Chloe goodbye after coming back to the cottage.

Mary looked at Chloe and asked, "So what's on the agenda for today?”

“That depends. First can you change back into Mark?” Mary obliged. “Okay Mark, I want you to be my boyfriend. With the understanding that someday you are going to marry me. Does that work for you?” Chloe placed a hand on her hip, and had an expression on her face that indicated she wouldn’t take no for an answer about this.

“What brought this on? I’m not saying no but it seems like a big turn around.”

“Mark, I'm possessive okay. That is unlikely to change completely. I’m not unwilling to share with people I care about but things that are mine are still mine.”

“And you want me to be yours?”

“I mean, apparently I’m yours if I like it or not. I don’t think it is unreasonable to want the same thing in return.”

“What does being a couple mean to you? Like specifically what are you asking for beyond the title?”

“Honestly I don’t know. I’d like to say that outside of the harem, you have to get the approval of those who are your girlfriends or more to be in a relationship but —”

“That’s fine, what else?”

“Wait really? I thought you wouldn’t put up with that.”

“I mean if I consider you my girlfriend, fiancée, or wife I would be pretty shitty if I didn’t consider your feelings regarding me being with another woman. Plus I think you will probably loosen up about it after the show.”

“The first part is true, but why do you think I will loosen up about sharing you?”

“A few reasons, mostly because if I’m asking it either means I have really strong feelings for the woman, or because one of you is interested in her as well. Chloe I’m really not going to have time to handle more women, I’m pretty sure I’m barely going to have time to handle my harem as it is now. So is there anything else?”

“I mean I expect you to treat me how you would a girlfriend. The sharing you aspect is the only thing I thought needed specific attention because the situation is unusual.”

“Okay, final question. Why should I accept you as my girlfriend right now?”

That caught Chloe off-guard. “Uh…” Chloe’s shoulders slumped realizing she couldn’t come up with a reason besides that she was a member of his harem. “I… I guess I was a bit presumptuous wasn’t I? It isn’t like I’ve given you a lot of reasons to like me and I’ve constantly assumed the worst about you. Mark, I’m sorry for that. I do like you though. I want to build a healthy relationship with you. I really enjoyed our last date and I’d like more.”

“Then yes. I’ll be your boyfriend.”

Chloe’s bunny ears stood up straight as she hopped slightly in excitement. “Really?”

“Yeah. I wanted to know how you really viewed us. I accept your answer.” Mark leaned over and kissed her on the lips. “It is rather nice only having to slightly lean over to kiss you.”

+2 VP Kissed Master on the lips

“It’s nice to have a boyfriend I can actually wear heels with and not tower over them.”

“So I’ll ask again, what’s on the agenda?”

“Right first is shopping since you have an outfit to buy me apparently. Afterwards is a surprise. Lastly Mark… What I said the other day… I meant it.”

“Could you be more specific?”

Chloe blushed, “Um… well… when I was under the effects of the candy. I’m okay with that… whenever you want…”

“Oh!” Then Mark got a wicked grin, “Whenever you say?”

Chloe gulped and nodded.

Mark booped her nose, “Good to know. What’s our safe word?”

“Can we just use the traffic light system? It’s what I’ve used before.”

“Sure. What does yellow mean though?”

“You may proceed with caution.”

Mark took Chloe’s hand in his. “Alright. Let’s go shopping.”

Allie was panting and covered with sweat. “How… aren’t… both… of… you… dying…”

Isabella and Sam both looked at her. Sam moved over and pushed her shoulders back and butt forward then said, “I know bending over like that feels like it's better but it isn't. Also you really shouldn’t be this exhausted after how little we did.”

Allie continued to huff out words. “LITTLE?... YOU CALL… THAT… Little?”

Sam lightly patted her back. “Yes dear. That was barely two miles and at a rather slow pace too. Still you shouldn’t be this tired. We are going to be exercising everyday from now on.”

Allie’s eyes went wide. “What! Isabella, tell Sam that this is normal.”

Isabella shook her head, “Sorry Allie. Sam’s right. That was really slow, barely faster than walking really. You aren’t out of shape exactly but you are definitely not fit either. I barely broke a sweat.”

“That’s because you are both extremely fit, you have to be for your jobs. Sam is in the navy and you dance all the time. You can’t expect me to keep up with either of you.”

Sam replied, “No one is asking you to either. It’s just that it’s a little worrying how tired you are given the fact you seem otherwise healthy.”

Allie was still breathing heavily, “So, in both of your opinions what should I be capable of?”

Sam thought about it. “At least three miles in under ten minutes a piece”

Isabella nodded in agreement. “I’m actually concerned about this too, Allie. Since becoming a wolf-girl I feel like I can breathe easier and move faster. Unless I simply got different wolf characteristics which would be weird since it is the same TF, you should be healthier than before too.”

Sam thought about that. “Actually I’m not sure about that, Isabella. Apparently quite a few TFs are subjective. Maybe you each manifested the traits you each considered most wolfish after the tail and ears. Could also be something else but it is possible that you really did get different wolfish traits. Still Isabella is right, given your height and weight you should be able to do better than this. So we will be exercising every day from now on.”

“What if I say no?” Allie asked.

Isabella pouted, “Then I guess the two of us will be spending time without you every day, because I need to stay in shape for work as you mentioned and so does Sam. Don’t you want to get in shape, Allie?”

“I’m happy with the way I look.” Allie said defensively.

Sam attempted to placate her, “Look Allie we aren’t saying the way you look is a problem. I’m worried about things like heart disease and your lungs. Though I will say this… Allie you are the least fit of everyone in Mark’s Harem and it isn’t close. Mark definitely has a type, I wouldn’t say muscular but definitely athletic women. Wouldn’t you like to appeal to him more? Sorry… that might have come out poorly. I just know you’ve been concerned about Mark looking at everyone else but you.”

“So you think Mark doesn’t like the way I look?” Allie frowned and looked downcast.

Isabella placed a hand on Allie’s cheek. “No, Allie. Mark loves the way you look, but that doesn’t mean you couldn’t put in some effort towards your appearance. You never use makeup and almost always have your hair in either a simple bun or ponytail. You don’t style it. Also your clothes are fine but it is almost always blue jeans and t-shirt or blouse for you. Again there is nothing wrong with it. Normally I would tell you that if Mark doesn’t like the way you look tell him to stuff it. Normally though you wouldn’t be competing for his attention. Mark now has multiple women, some are practically throwing themselves at him. They are all actively trying to get his attention as they know that they have to try pretty hard to overcome what the two of you have built. You also have a disadvantage that you are going to help all of them once they decide they actually want to marry Mark. So let us help you. Getting in shape is about it being good for you but it will also make Mark find you more attractive too.”

“Fine.” Allie said realizing she wasn’t going to escape this ****. “But can we start with something more manageable?”

Sam nodded, “Don’t worry I’ll design a workout regimen for you. In fact I want you to know how serious I am about this Allie. So, I’m setting a goal. I’m going to help train you until you can run those three miles in thirty minutes or less.” Sam stuck out her tongue at Allie. “There now you have to do it because I won’t stop trying until you do.”

“I’m going to die. I can already see it.”

Sam rolled her eyes and handed Allie a water bottle. “Drink this. It should be gone by the time Isabella and I get back. Also here is Bruno’s leash.”

“Where are you two going?” Allie asked.

“To actually exercise, Isabella, do you feel comfortable going sub-six-minute?”

“For a couple miles, sure. How far were you planning on going?”

“Around ten I’ve figured out a nice loop that starts and ends at the cottage that is a bit over three miles.”

“Then I’ll do one of those with you.” The two got a quick drink of water and then started to run off towards a portal.

Allie just looked down at Bruno, “Your mamá is insane did you know that?” Bruno huffed and shook his head. “Yeah I know. I don’t know why she has held off on banging Mark either.” Bruno grunted and nodded. “Wait… Bruno…” Allie lowered her gaze to match Bruno’s. Bruno was pointedly looking away from Allie. “Can you understand me? Bruno, do you think Isabella and Mark are good together?” Bruno couldn’t help but roll his eyes and give her a ‘Really?’ look. “Oh. My. God! You do understand me. I have to tell Isabella.” Bruno snorted. “What do you mean no one will believe me?” Bruno huffed. “Oh why you little. Just for that I’m going to mention to Isabella I think you are getting fat from all the treats Mark is giving you and you need a diet.” Bruno whined, gave Allie puppy dog eyes, and placed a single paw on her thigh. “Damn it. Fine. No diet. I’m still telling her we should cut back on treats though.” Bruno’s lower jaw started to tremble. “Okay, you win, no treat embargo.” Bruno did a little happy dance. “You will be helping me get with Isabella right, since I’m such a good second mom right?”

“WOOF!” Bruno excitedly barked and wagged his tail furiously.

“This is the most bizarre thing. I can apparently speak canine now and no one else will believe me.”

“Don’t worry Allie I’ll believe you.” Allie jumped in shock as Flora appeared behind her.

Bruno let out a confused “Woor?”

Flora leaned down to pet Bruno, “Who’s a good smart boy. Bruno is, yes he is.” Bruno wagged his tail. “Now Bruno, you are going to help Auntie Flora and Allie right? Otherwise we might just tell Isabella together that you intentionally wet the carpet in the cottage because you were annoyed we weren’t paying attention to you earlier this week.” Bruno whined.

“You speak canine?” Allie asked, recovering from her shock.

“What? No. But I’ve always been good with animals. Did you understand that whine?”

“Yeah he really doesn’t want Isabella to know about that. But if you don’t speak canine then how are you communicating with Bruno?”

“He clearly knows some level of English, duh. It isn’t like you were barking when talking to him.”

“Okay… what are you doing here anyway?”

“My girlfriend disappeared so she is likely in the shops on display right now. I thought I would use the time to take a stroll and see what everyone else was up to.”

“Well Sam and Isabella are apparently leaving me in the dust. I ran two miles and felt like dying.”

“Well you should definitely try to pace yourself and start off with something slow like say nine maybe ten minute miles and do like two or three and then work to something faster.” Allie glared at Flora. “What? What did I say?”

“It took like twenty-five minutes to run those two miles.”

“Oh… That’s not ideal, Allie. You should probably start exercising more.”

“Sam’s already backed me into a corner about it. So I will be but I feel like all of your views are skewed as to what is a normal running speed.”

“Allie, I could power walk a mile in less time than you ran it. I bet Mark could simply walk that fast now. Like not even power walking.”

“No way, I never have to hurry to keep up with Mark.”

“That’s because he intentionally walks slowly with us. It took a while for me to be sure but he walks at a different speed with each of us. He is very aware of our strides and matches them. I’ve also seen him, at his normal stride, we would need to hustle to keep up with his long legs now.”

“I… I never realized.”

“Don’t feel bad. He is clearly deliberately not talking about it because he doesn’t want us to feel like we are slowing him down.”

“Flora, am I really the most out of shape member of Mark’s harem?”

Flora thought about that. “Probably. Though you appear a healthy weight. Ellen or Talia might be similar to you. I’m not sure, but you are definitely behind everyone else. I wouldn’t worry about it though. I would be slightly concerned about your lungs though. Do you have asthma?”

“I don’t know. I’ve never been diagnosed nor have I had an attack where I felt like I could barely breathe.”

“What about just now? You said you felt like you were dying?”

“Well sure. But that was right after a workout. That’s normal.”

“Not for someone of your build it isn’t. Tell me why did you feel like dying, what hurt?”

“Mostly my chest, though my legs were a bit sore too.”

“Because it was hard to breathe right? That was why your chest hurt?”

“Yeah, I was doubled over trying to catch my breath.”

“That makes it harder to breathe actually.”

“I’ve been told.”

“Anyway, that doesn’t sound like you pushed your body to its limits. It sounds like you pushed your lungs. Isabella should be back in a few more minutes. Pay attention to her and how she feels. Yes she is fitter than you, but from the sound of it she is also going on an intense run for her.”

Isabella and Sam did come running through the opposite portal they left from together. Isabella slowed to a stop at the cottage while Sam continued to run starting another lap. Isabella grabbed her water bottle, took a drink and wiped the sweat from her brow. “Whew, that was intense. Sam is a beast. I’m pretty sure she wasn’t even going full speed with me, and she’s doing that two more times. Oh, hi Flora. Keeping Allie and Bruno company?”

Allie watched Isabella like Flora said and while she could see that while Isabella was taking deep measured breaths she wasn’t gasping. Isabella was also covered in sweat. Allie found her smell strangely arousing. Allie considered how she felt, after her run. She was out of breath but not really sweating much at all.

While considering all this Flora responded to Isabella. “Yep. So, I heard you and Sam are going to whip Allie into shape.”

“That’s the plan. You and Merida could join us if you want for some morning exercise.”

“I’ll pass for now but thanks for the offer. I want to bring something to your attention though. I think Allie has realized it too after seeing you after your workout. I’m not a doctor but I think Allie might have asthma or some other issue with her breathing. I’ve seen similar stuff among hikers all the time. People who don’t know they have weak lungs, that get up in the altitude and start to feel woozy and have trouble breathing. So be careful not to push her too hard.”

Isabella nodded, “Thanks. I hadn’t actually considered that. I’ll make sure to mention it to Sam too.”

Allie hesitantly asked. “Umm what about the fact Sam set a goal to get me to be able to run three miles in thirty minutes?”

Flora dismissed her worry. “Shouldn’t be a problem. Might take a little while but you should be able to get there.”

Isabella then glared at Flora, “So, have fun reading my books you little perv?”

Flora smirked, “Oh most definitely. Too bad for you I’m a taken woman and Merida doesn’t really like sharing.”

Allie asked while cocking an eyebrow, “What do you mean by that?”

“Well… let’s just say there is quite a bit about me in those books.”

Allie looked at Isabella slightly surprised. Isabella said, “Can you really blame me Allie? Look at Flora and tell me she isn’t incredibly attractive.”

Allie looked at Flora, nodded and then shrugged. “Okay you have a good point.”

Flora got out the two books from her satchel bag. “Here Isabella, do with them what you will. I’m done with them.”

Isabella took the books. “Really you’re just giving them to me, after you ran off with them yesterday?”

“I hadn’t read them yesterday. I have no need to hold on to them. I’m not going to hold them over you or anything, but knowing is half the battle.”

“I thought we were cooperating?”

“We are. That is at least part of the reason I’m handing the books over to the person they are about when I’m done with them. Assuming I can take them out of the library at all. I agree with Sam though, this is still a competition, and there are negative consequences for coming in last. If it’s possible to mitigate those negatives for others I will. I will also never go out of my way to simply screw one of you over. Plus Isabella as long as you stay attached to Allie here you are also relatively safe from sabotages. I told you both before, I get the feeling that most of us don’t want to test Mark’s neutrality stance about challenges by screwing over Allie. Anyway, I’m going to finish my stroll and then take a cat nap. Tootles.” Flora sauntered away through a portal leaving Allie and Isabella to wait for Sam.