He studies the women at breakfast

"How was your sleep?" Tiffany asked him when he stumbled from his room. Nicki had gone back to sleep and was still snoring away in the bed they'd (innocently) shared.

He looked at her, trying to use his bio-DNA-enhanced senses to see if she was trying to say something, perhaps admitting that she was the night visitor. Which wasn't that easy as she was wearing a sheer white negligee that definitely highlighted her assets.

While she was aroused, that didn't tell him much as the other women were aroused as well. Well, damn. He'd read about what happened when you fill a house full of women... their cycles start to coincide, their mood-swings swing together, and apparently their horniness also started to coincide.

And speaking of which, Tanya, Kat, Usha and Donna looked pretty good as well. Talk about living a dream... except the parts about being on the run from the law, not having a home or a job, and having their gym burned to the ground.

Normally he wouldn't mind having all the women looking at him like they could eat him alive but he really wanted to know who had delivered that perfect blowjob the previous evening.

"I didn't sleep too well," he admitted. "Nicki wiggled like crazy and I had a very pleasant but also very distracting visit."

"Ah. Well, I've been thinking about Nicki and about Dan."

No big surprise. Rick had been thinking about Nicki and Dan as well. Unfortunately he hadn't come up with any ideas that didn't involve Tiffany getting fired and all of them ending up homeless and jobless. "I was thinking we could burglarize Dan's house."

"Not happening," Tiffany said. "We can't break the law."

If only the cops on the other side were equally ethical. "Look Tiffany. You don't have to know anything about it. Go to work, make sure everyone sees you, and I'll take Nicki over. Since it's her home too and since she's legally an adult despite what Dan has done to her body, we won't technically be breaking and entering."

"I was thinking we'd bring Dan in for questioning. Tell him we've had some leads on his wife's murder and want his assistance."

"And we burglarize his house while you're talking to him? Won't work. He'll make sure his place is guarded and besides, he'll figure out that you're with us when he returns home and finds his house has been ransacked. Besides, he'll definitely carry his phone with him. He won't leave it where we could find it."

"Exactly," Tiffany said. "We'll put him through a metal detector, detect his phone and tell him he has to leave it in a locker. Once it's there, you grab it, download the app, and Nicki is back to her normal self."

"Really!"

Rick had been so focused on Tiffany he hadn't even noticed Nicki had emerged from the room they'd shared.

"That would be so fantastic. Wouldn't it, Rick?" Nicki gave him a huge and obvious wink.

Okay, there were five horny women. Thank goodness bio-DNA had given him more stamina than your average bear. Nicki wore an old t-shirt, obviously with nothing underneath it, her artificial tits sticking out like radio antennae, the points hard and visible under the thin fabric.

"What new evidence?" Rick asked. "He'll know it was a setup if you don't provide something."

Tiffany's smile would have lit the room. "Turns out an unknown source has seen the security guards in the area of the murder. We need to know whether there could be some connection, whether she might have been stepping out or something and had something go wrong."

"It could work," he admitted. "I wonder if Dan would be willing to sell them down to save his ass."

"Let's get with it," Nicki urged. "I am completely ready to get my eighteen-year-old body back."