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Despite the strange pull Vespa has on you, you grab Curtiss’ hand. He smells musky.

He glares at Vespa. “She’s ours.”

Vespa gives a Mona Lisa smile. “Perhaps.”

“Come Wendy, the lab is waiting.”

You follow Curtiss back to the lab. You marvel at how easily and effortlessly you glide across the floor. You feel as though you could run a record setting marathon.

You enter the lab. You feel like dancing. You spin around and touch Curtiss’ cheek. You notice your fingernail is long, black, and sexy. You wonder when that happened as you never would have chosen that color.

Curtiss looks so sexy. You feel like you could push him down and ride him like cowgirl.

“Wendy, my dear, your daughter is waiting in the limo for you.”

Renna! You almost forgot about Renna.

You are torn. You want to see Renna, but you really want to fuck Curtiss.