What had she been thinking that morning? Luis chuckled quietly. It was the kind of chuckle someone makes when they’ve heard a joke that they don’t... want you to hear. For some reason it aggravated her. She spun round, ‘Everything ok, Luis?’ She shot him a challenging look. He was silent for a moment. She regretted it. What tangible justification did she have for that confrontational glare? ‘Er, I’m ok. Is everything ok with you, Lena?’ She ignored the slightly patronising ‘with you’ and. .”“What ideas?”“That if we spent enough time together, you’d decide you NEEDED...” and she sobbed some more.I seriously should have taken a class in consoling crying women, because I could have probably gotten a better idea to use right now than the one I used. I brushed my lips across her cheek, catching the errant tear.She sort of relaxed into my arms, still sobbing. “Jay, I don’t want your pity.”“Lena, first, you’re my best friend. What sort of friend wouldn’t try to console his friend if. I felt the thoroughly disorienting fire of electricity course through my body as I was hit by their tazer. For the briefest of seconds, the haze surrounding my senses pulled back alerting me once more to Danielle’s softening shrieks of my name. In an instant my fury returned, causing me to be shocked again. I never relented, forcing the police, noble in their misguided efforts to stop me, to hit me with the tazer until I passed out. *** I sat curled up on my bed, not twelve hours from being. Her fleshy purple tail swayed behind her as she spoke.“You did very well last night my little Felicita. I am pleased.”“Thank you Mistress. I mainly followed your advice. My impulses drove me. I can't remember the last time I felt that alive!”“Good. That was but a small taste of the joys that await you.”“I do wish you had told me the pheromones and my touch wouldn't work on a gay man.”Lilith snickered.“What did you expect? You can't magnify an attraction that doesn't exist. Zero times a thousand.