Maven, shocked, moved away after a few seconds of it.“What happened? You didn’t liked?’, the brunette woman asked.“Is that...”, the brown-ha...ired girl tried to talk, but she was still astonished by the kiss.“Sorry if it was this sudden, but it was the only way that I found to revert your situation”, Candace explained, moving closer to Maven.“But ... I didn’t knew you...”“Here is a lesson: you never know a person 100%. I like both men and women, so as you. And, yes, I am a bisexual, so as you. Thatupset me because I needed her but she told me that shewas way ahead of me on doing research and that we coulduse the money. I knew that she was right about themoney, so I agreed to her job. As if I had any say in thematter. That evening, she did something unusual. Youjoke about her – shall I say – personal-grooming habits,but there were several things that she detested. And one ofthem was shaving her legs. Normally she would shave herlegs every Friday night. By Wednesday, her. Holier than thou, prick, Peter thought yet again.But Peter knew better. Wilson wasn't a holier than thou prick. Clint Wilson was a good guy, a white hat, who was trying to defend himself from a very bad guy, a black hat, and according to Wilson, he'd even warned the bad guy to back off or face the consequences.Well, the black hat was about to come face to face with the consequences. Peter had no problem with that. If he'd been Wilson, the black hat would've faced the consequences weeks ago.. Although, I don't know how we could make it safe to put anywhere else afterwards. Maybe soaking it in bleach for a few hours would do." Ginger and I love you! We hear that your ships are arriving soon. Please tell us before-hand if they make you do anything dangerous, okay? Love you!"I asked the AI if we could send a reply. Yes. Can we set a priority of 'normal'? Yes. Good. Ellen and I talked it over again, and she put her short skirt back on for this one. I was thinking of that and her.