"I dunno Blake, I feel like this makes me look like a slut or something." That's because I wish you were a slut."There was nothing she could do to sto...p it; Katie was suddenly flooded with a powerful desire to offer her body to the nearest willing sexual partner. She had always liked sex, but it had never been central to her personality like it was now, and she had never had such a strong urge to seek it out before. Still, thanks to Blake's wish, she knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that she was. A wave of disappointment swept over me because in the far distance the numerous blue lights of the emergency services could be seen. At this rate it wouldn't take long for us to pass them and my naughty encounter would be over. Then all the lanes started forward, but frustratingly the distance between our two vehicles never seemed to diminish and I began cursing out loud. I contemplated slowing down to let my admirer catch up and even took my foot of the gas, but as soon as the gap began. I don't need you. And secondly, I can always make you do as I please. Perhaps a small object lesson is in order for both of you. The two of you are aware that you compete for my affection. You are competitors. You are quickly coming to despise each other... yet... Simultaneously both women's eyes glazed slightly. Janeen dropped the items in her hands. Kristy moved to the redhead and they embraced. The kiss was long and deep, Janeen's hands roving to Kristy's waist where she unsnapped the belt. This time," John grinned."One of those looks good," he said, pointing to John's glass. "Thanks."The two men talked and John brought the policeman up to date on his activities and his confirmation of a new identity."I hope you're not here to mess up my life by telling me you know who I am now," John laughed."No ... no ... nothing like that. Actually, I'm here to ask a favor." Shoot!" My son ... likes to cook. Wants to learn how ... you know ... what it's like in a proper kitchen. I was wondering.