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    <title>Gamma pt. 42(nsfw)</title>
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    <description>&lt;p&gt;Gamma pt. 42&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was 8:15 when Brian knocked on Brieâ€™s door. He was wearing a black button down shirt, a white t-shirt underneath, a new pair of blue jeans, a pair of penny loafers and a black leather jacket. As Brian waited in the chilled wind, he hoped  that Brie would answer the door, but was slightly disappointed when Kiki opened it. â€œHey Brian. Brie will be out in a minute. Sheâ€™s just finishing up.â€ Brian walked in from the cold and shut the door behind him. Kiki wore a tight night shirt and pink silk panties and headed back to the sofa, her luscious round ass, switching back and forth a constant source of temptation, to watch television. Brian sat in a rocker next to the sofa and watched along with her. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: So what are you watching?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: An old documentary on WWII&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Ah. Thatâ€™s interesting.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: How so?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Well I mean, werenâ€™t you around back then? I would think it would be too painful. Some of the memories, that is.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: Well, I was born in 1941...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: And I have to say, you look great for 68.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: Well thank you. Now quit interrupting, sonny. But I age a bit slower than everyone elseâ€¦obviously. So I was a baby until the late 50â€™s. So I like to watch this stuff to kind of gauge what was happening when I was born and compare it to what Eva told me happened.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Eva was your mom, right?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: She was an unfortunate part of my birth process, yes.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Sorry.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: Itâ€™s not your fault. I spent the better part of my youth hating America because of the lies she told me. And the only truths I got were the bad things you guys had done. Slavery, oppression, corruption were a daily dose when learning about America. Then I get here and some of it was true, but for the most part, my eyes were opened. Eva neglected to mention all the great things like baseball and Coney Island and apple pie.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Iâ€™m guessing you didnâ€™t get a lot of apple pie growing up. Andâ€¦you like baseball?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: I love it. The New York Yankees are my favorite team. When we first got to New York in the early 80â€™s my dad would take me to the games. I still looked like I was under 12 so I got cheaper admission.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Yankees? Kikiâ€¦You and I are going to be very good friends. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian and Kiki chuckle as Brie walks downstairs wearing a white button down blouse, a black leather skirt, and some black knee high leather boots to match. Her hair was tied up in a pony tail and a thin veil of make up had been applied to her soft feminine face, almost unnoticeable to the untrained eye. Almost.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Looking good, boss.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Knock that boss shit off. Weâ€™re friends having dinner.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Sure thing, boss.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Perhaps friends is too strong of a word. What are you going to do tonight, Kiki?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: Not much. Iâ€™m going to finish up this documentary and hit the hay.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: You should be out on the town, meeting new people. Old people watch old documentaries and then go to bed.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: Hey, your sister really worked me hard today. I need the rest. And I have to pull early shift for the rest of the week. I mean I may look 24 but sometimes I just feel like Iâ€™m 68.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian smirked at Kikiâ€™s inside joke but hid it well. â€œIâ€™ll be quiet when I come in then. I have to work early too but Iâ€™m making time to have a little fun.â€ Brie said in a last ditch effort to get Kiki to loosen up. â€œDocumentaries are funâ€ Kiki said in protest. â€œYes, My father loves them.â€ They said their goodbyes and Brian and Brie headed off to Brew River. After being seated, they looked at their menus and Brian brought his menu to cover his face to conceal his reaction to the prices.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: If you want, we can go Dutch.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: No, itâ€™s cool. Iâ€™m the one who wanted to have dinner to clear the air.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: But I picked Brew River. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian:  You can get it next time. Iâ€™ll even help you wash the dishes afterward.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Wash dishes?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Yeah, Itâ€™s the only way weâ€™ll be eating tonight.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Youâ€™re such a cheap ass. I know you have the money.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: I have the money because Iâ€™m a cheap ass.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: You really think there will be a next time?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Sure. Weâ€™ve been friends for a long time. Nothingâ€™s going to change that. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Nothing huh.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Weâ€™re not having this conversation tonight, Brie. This is just a night to relax. Get our minds off of work. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Most of my stress at work revolves around this conversation. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: I know that Brie. And for what itâ€™s worth, some of mine is too. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Really?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Yeah. I mean, Iâ€™ve never been close to my boss before. At least not like this. We were friends before and now I donâ€™t know how to make the change.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Who said there had to be a change?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Itâ€™s just the way things are. A business needs structure. And most times, personal and business donâ€™t get along.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: So itâ€™s not because you have any feelings for me. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian sighed and looked at his menu a bit more, his conflicted eyes bouncing from it to Brieâ€™s eyes. â€œItâ€™s complicatedâ€ Brie put her hand on Brianâ€™s and stared into his brown eyes. â€œMe tooâ€. Brian smiled a bit, gently massaging her thumb with his own.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Okay yeah, I do have feelings. Youâ€™re the first in a long time. And Iâ€™m having a hard time dealing with it. So Iâ€™ve been playing it off like usual.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Such the guy thing to do. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Before we start anything, thereâ€™s something you need to know. Iâ€™m not ready to talk about it, but when I am youâ€™ll be the first to know.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Okay. Hey I got you to admit youâ€™re feelings. Iâ€™m happy with thatâ€¦for now.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: So youâ€™re cool to take it slow?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Sure. Every relationship I have ever been in was rushed.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Youâ€™re 19. Have you ever had a serious relationship?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Fuck off.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Now thatâ€™s a Brie I recognize.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: You remember when I was dating, John Waterston.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Yes. He was a senior and you were a freshman. I had already graduated and was working with your dad back when he just rented the church hall a couple of times a week and a couple of his buddies chipped in to cover expenses. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Yeah. He was serious.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Sure he was. Serious about getting into your pants. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: He was kind, smart, funnyâ€¦&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: He dumped you for Brenda Ronetti.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Oh yeah. That skank. Whatever happened to her. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: She married Eddie Goldman.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Really? The guy she was always publicly ridiculing in the halls?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: I guess she got a peak at hisâ€¦bank account. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Yeah, right. He owns like half of Salisbury now. How the hell did you know John dumped me for Brenda?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Because when I went to kick his ass, thatâ€™s who he was making out with. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie laughed as the waiter came to take their order. Brian and Brie enjoyed their dinner and conversation, nearly closing out the restaurant. Deciding they had better get home as both of them had to get up early, Brian took Brie home and walked her to her front door.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: I had a really nice time tonight.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Me too. How about we do something this weekend?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Yeah, The old theater is playing Gone With the Wind. Itâ€™s one of my favorite movies.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Yeah, Or we could kick back at my place and watch the James Bond Marathon on Spike.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: I hate James Bond.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: I know you do. But a friend would do anything just so she could spend time with me. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Ah, well played. Fine. When does it start?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Noon. Saturday.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Iâ€™ll be there. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian threw his hand out to shake Brieâ€™s. She rolled her eyes a bit and shook Brianâ€™s hand. â€œYouâ€™re such a dorkâ€ Brian then took Brieâ€™s hand and brought it to his face, gently kissing the top of it. â€œSo Iâ€™ve been told.â€ Brie blushed a bit as Brian walked back to his car and drove off.  Brie quickly and quietly went into the house. Standing over the sofa, she unbuttoned her skirt, removing it and exposing her thick muscular thighs, and sat on the couch, immediately finding her clit. Trying to be as quiet as possible, she massaged her clit vigorously, using her other hand to slip inside her already dripping vagina. After a minute of her rigorous fondling, Brie came with a small yelp so as not to wake up Kiki. She stood up and began to walk toward her room, remembering to grab her skirt. â€œIt was either a really good or a really bad dateâ€ a voice called out from the darkness. Brie shot out a scream in utter shock as Kiki turned on the light.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: What the fuck?! You were supposed to be asleep. And it wasnâ€™t a date.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: I had to make a potty run.  And sure it wasnâ€™t. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Weâ€™re just friendsâ€¦for now.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: For now?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: He wants to take it slow. Which is cool. Iâ€™ve never done slow before.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: Itâ€™s a lot of â€˜sofa timeâ€™&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Yeah we should probably make a new rule.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: Itâ€™s your house. You can do that where ever you like. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: I know. But I donâ€™t need you watching me. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: Fair enough. Iâ€™m headed back to bed. See you in the morning. Can I catch a ride with you to work?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Sure. I leave a 6:00 on the nose.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: Iâ€™ll be there. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki headed upstairs with Brie following her. After a quick change, Brie was laying in bed, her eyes unable to shut. Thinking about her â€˜handshakeâ€™ with Brian, she began to smile. She rolled over and cuddled with one of her pillows. â€œDamn that shit was smoothâ€ she thought to herself and she began to lose her battle with the sandman.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Back in Arizona, or more specifically under it, Frank walks into Ivanâ€™s room and taps on the glass. â€œWe found your friend Eva, BJâ€&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ivan: I am unfamiliar with this, â€œBJâ€&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Frank: Well you can either reference it with a television show from the 70â€™s or what you used to do to get some borsht on a Saturday night.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ivan: ha-haâ€¦that is funny little man. You make me laugh.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Frank: Itâ€™s more than I can say for you. Evaâ€™s in Kyoto, Japan, talking to Murimoto. He was involved with something called the â€˜Trojan Projectâ€™.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ivan: He must like rubber.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Frank hit his trusty electrocution button for 30 seconds. â€œI will find out what this is all about, Monkey boy, with or without your help. Frank stormed out of the room leaving Ivan with a devilish grin on his face. â€œDaâ€¦you will. But not in time, I donâ€™t thinkâ€ Ivan chuckled to himself as he closed his eyes and returned to his sleep.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2 b continued.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian&lt;/p&gt;

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    <title>Gamma pt. 30</title>
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    <description>&lt;p&gt;Gamma pt 30&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess and Kiki stood there staring at each other. Jess a bit chili as the cool desert breeze caressed her naked, silken body. Jess stared at Kikiâ€™s face as it healed right before her eyes. â€œI donâ€™t think Iâ€™ll ever get used to that.â€ Kiki chuckled, â€œIt never happened that fast before. Must be another one of your â€˜giftsâ€™.â€&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Suddenly, a black hummer shows up out of nowhere and a bunch of guys in black suits hop out, listening to one guy in particular whose voice sounded quite familiar.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Frank: Okay boys. I want a clean sweep. We were never here. Cannon! Get Kong down to the phoenix base a.s.a.p. Woods I want a full briefing. Go.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: Give the girl some time, Frank. She just murdered a man.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Thanks, Kiki. I really needed to be reminded.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Frank: Are you okay?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Yeah I think so. What the hell happened?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Frank: You got really horny.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: Well no shit, Sherlock.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Frank: For a reason.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: For what reason.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Frank: Iâ€™m not at liberty to say. But Iâ€™m willing to take you to someone who is. Heâ€™s one of our researchers.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Fine. Iâ€™ll go. I donâ€™t really feel like facing Brie anyway. Kiki. I need you to tell her that I wonâ€™t be driving with you guys back to Salisbury.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: What will I say?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Youâ€™ll think of something. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Frank and Jess got into the black hummer and were escorted off to a private owned airport and were whisked away to the Phoenix base while a helicopter landed to secure Ivanâ€™s body for transport. Kiki headed back into town to check on Brie trying to come up with an answer for Jessâ€™ departure. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;While flying overhead, down below another conflict was going on. Anna sat in her bedroom writing down a note meant for anyone to read but addressed to one person in particular. It says:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;	Tommy&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;	When you find this, I hope you can forgive me. I just canâ€™t live like this anymore.  I have come to realize that you will never see me as anything other than a friend and that wonâ€™t work for me any longer. What I do, I do with a heavy heart. I love you, Tommy. Goodbye&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;							Anna&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anna raised her arm up and placed the razor blade vertically across her wrist. Tears streamed down her face. Her hands shook in nervousness. Her cell phone rang loudly, startling Anna forcing her to drop the blade. It was Tommyâ€™s distinct ring tone.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anna: Hello&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tommy: Hey. Iâ€™m glad you picked up. I know itâ€™s late.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anna: Yeah I was actually in the middle of something.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tommy: Sorry&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A solid minute passed where neither Anna and Tommy spoke. Until finallyâ€¦&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anna: So was there a point to this call?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tommy: Oh yeahâ€¦Iâ€¦I just wanted to say thank you for stopping by the shop earlier.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anna: Yeah well you didnâ€™t seem very appreciative when Carmelita got there. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tommy: Whatever. Iâ€™m done with that chick. What you said earlier got me thinking, and youâ€™re wrong. I havenâ€™t only ever seen you as a friend but Iâ€™ve been too yellow bellied to say anything. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anna: Why?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tommy: Because if it didnâ€™t work out it would be kind of awkward and I couldnâ€™t stand to lose you. Well Iâ€™m done being afraid. This whole night has taught me that I donâ€™t like being afraid. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anna: You really mean it? Thatâ€™s awesome, Tommy! But where do we go from here?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tommy: I want to take it slow. How about breakfast in the morning. My treat. We can hash everything out and see where we are.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anna: Iâ€™d like that. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anna and Tommy said their goodbyes and Anna wiped away her tears. She looked at the razorblade, picked it up and threw it into the trash. â€œThat girl was right.â€ She thought to herself, referring to what Jess had told her earlier in the day. Anna prepared for bed as her thoughts could hardly be contained at the excitement for her â€˜morning meetingâ€™.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;About two hours later, Jess was in a plain room with a bed. A stout fellow wearing a white lab coat and holding a metal clip board came in. â€œHi, Jess. My name is Dr. Robert Jenkins.â€ The doctor sat down and looked at his clipboard while speaking to Jess.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dr. Bob: How are you feeling, Miss Woods?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Please, call me Jess. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dr. Bob: Alright. Given yourâ€¦shall we sayâ€¦unique physical make-up youâ€™re perfectly normal. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Normal? Iâ€™d hardly call what just happened normal.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dr. Bob: I mean for the numbers game. Iâ€™m sure you feel a little startled and probably scared.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Yeahâ€¦&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dr. Bob: Tell me what happened. Starting with the bar this afternoon.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: well after the accident and we got into the bar and I was ordering a drink for my sister andâ€¦there was this scent. It wasâ€¦intoxicating. I got instantly horny.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dr. Bob: and then again when you met Ivan for dinner.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: yeahâ€¦how did youâ€¦&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dr. Bob: well based on the evidence I have seen and what I know about yourâ€¦condition, it seems to me that you were mating with him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: well that was pretty obvious, Doc.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dr. Bob: No Jess, I mean you were trying to procreate.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: You mean I was trying to get pregnant?!?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dr. Bob: yes. You see. With your dense structure, it is doubtful that you could conceive through normal means. Ivan, who I am sure you figured out was Gamma enhanced, was a potential for that end.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Oh my Godâ€¦am Iâ€¦&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dr. Bob: We canâ€™t possibly tell at this early of a stage Iâ€™m sorry to say. One thing I can take off of your mind is Ivan. He was a mad man. He was trying to rape your friend, Kiki. Just be thankful itâ€™s over with.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: I just raped a man and snapped his neck when I was finished with him. How do you explain that. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dr. Bob: Well when you reached a certain level of arousal, your body took over and made itself into what it needed for the task at hand. Presumably when said task was completed, it â€˜cleaned upâ€™ so to speak.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Great. So now I can never have sex again.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dr. Bob: Not necessarily. I mean it has never affected you in this way before. Only when you found someone else who was gamma enhanced. And even then it was a male.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: great. So I just became a full on lesbian.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dr. Bob: Well there is always that Brian fellow.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Jesus. Does everyone know who I fuck?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dr. Bob: Just the United States Government.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Thanks. And besides. Heâ€™s kind of off limits. At least if I want to get back with Dean.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dr. Bob: Ah yes. Dean. What I know about that situation, which is very little. She just needs some time. Sheâ€™ll come around.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: You think so?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dr. Bob: Sure. But then again what do I know. I sit in a lab 18 hours a day looking at tests.  Speaking of which. I have to go. Are you okay? I mean do you have any questions?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Not at the moment. But then again I just got a lot to absorb in.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dr. Bob: itâ€™s understandable. I took the liberty of putting my cell number into your phone. Feel free to call me anytime. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Thanks, Doc.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And with that, Dr. Bob left the room and headed down the hall. Getting on an elevator, he entered his security code and pushed the button for â€˜the basementâ€™. Exiting the elevator, he met Frank and they began walking and talking.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Frank: How much does she know about Ivan?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dr. Bob: Just that he was Gamma enhanced. She doesnâ€™t know anything about his employers or their intentions.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Frank: Good. She has enough on her mind without worrying about any of that right now. I need her.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dr. Bob: Sir, If I may, She is obviously capable of handling anything that they could come up with.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Frank: Yes. Physically. But I need her mentally able for the task at hand. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dr. Bob: Eventually weâ€™re going to have to tell her.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Frank: Better men than us will decide that, Jenkins.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Frank walks up to a tank containing the body of Ivan Markov. His naked form floated aimlessly while hooked to test equipment. â€œAs for you, we have a lot to chat about.â€ Frank said to Ivan, not really expecting a response. â€œIsnâ€™t that right, Beppo.â€ he exclaimed as he walked toward the elevator. The clicking of Frankâ€™s shoes were all that was heard in â€˜the Basementâ€™. As Frank made his exit, the elevator doors closed just as the smallest sign of life was evident in Ivanâ€™s tank as his eyes parted and a devilish grin formed upon his face. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Meanwhile Jess had gotten dressed and was preparing for her flight back. Frank came back into the room.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Frank: You ready sport?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: I guess. You going to take me back to Kiki and Brie?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Frank: You donâ€™t want to?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Not really. I want to get back to my life. Itâ€™s pathetic I know but itâ€™s mine. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Frank: We can take you anywhere you want to go. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Just take me to collect my things and then onto home.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A helicopter dropped Jess and Frank off at the edge of town where men in black suits rushed up to meet the duo. They handed Jess her things and began to report to Frank. â€œeverythingâ€™s cleaned up, Sir. â€œThe room was made to look like a small explosion occurred in the room and the other girls have been relocated.â€ the man said. â€œExcellent John.â€&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess noticed the manâ€™s hand was bandaged up. Looking up to his face she squinted in an attempt to recognize it. â€œWeâ€™ve met before maâ€™am.â€ the agent said startling Jess.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;John: I was the mugger in Salisbury Park&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: That was you?! Sorry about the hand.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;John: No problem, Maâ€™am. All part of the job.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess turned around and caught and began walking to the car awaiting to take her to the airport. She suddenly stopped once she caught a figure in a window, turning out her lights. It was Anna. â€œWeâ€™ve got to go, Jess. Your flight leaves in 45 minutes.â€ Frank said. â€œJust a moment.â€ Jess replied closing her eyes for a few minutes. After she opened them she exclaimed, â€œLetâ€™s get me home.â€ Jess got into the car bidding farewell to this crazy adventure of a â€˜weekendâ€™ wondering what new situations awaited her upon her return home. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Back in Annaâ€™s room, she fell asleep almost immediately, which was quite unusual for her. She rested on her back dead to the world as a startling change was happening to her. Annaâ€™s nightgown began to rise from her chest as two perfect spheres rose from her pectorals. Slowly filling out, the metamorphosis reached itâ€™s end as her breasts had reached a DD cup. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;â€œThat should give you a little boost, girlâ€ Jess thought to herself as the car drove off into the night. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2 b continued&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian&lt;/p&gt;

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    <title>Gamma pt. 29(nsfw)</title>
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    <description>&lt;p&gt;Gamma pt. 29&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Having nothing much else to do, The girls decided to grab some dinner.  Heading into town, the girls found a pretty decent looking bar and grill called, Hankâ€™s. Brie wore some jeans and a loose-fitting top while Kiki was dressed in a summer dress. Jess, in uncharacteristic fashion wore some khaki shorts and a matching blouse. The girls were seated and they gave their drink orders and began to get into the social mood. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Boy am I glad to be out of that motel room. I felt like I was suffocating.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: Yeah I know what you mean.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Iâ€™m going use the restroom real quick. Donâ€™t order anything without me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Would we do that?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: yes you would.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess got up and headed to the ladies room. Just before she got there, a huge lummox quickly turned and bumped into her, nearly knocking her off of her feet. â€œHey watch it!â€ Jess yelled out. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ivan: My apologies miss. I wasâ€¦Oh. Jessica. How wonderful it is to see you.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Ivan? What brings you in here. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ivan: ah. Well my business meeting did not go to well so I am, how you put it, drowning my sorrows.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Aw. Iâ€™m sorry to hear that.  The girls and I are sitting over there if youâ€™d like to join us.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ivan: I would like that very much.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After a few minutes, Jess joined the group as Ivan and the girls were laughing and giggling. Jess sat down next to Ivan drinking in his intoxicating aroma again.  Biting her lower lip without anyone noticing,  she casually slid her hand onto Ivanâ€™s leg and began massaging his thigh.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: So Ivan, what are you doing later?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Jeez Jess. The guys just had a rough day and sat down. Let him rest a bit.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: I wasnâ€™t talking to you, Brie.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ivan: Ladies, letâ€™s not argue. We will get some drinks and relax.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: yeah that sounds like a good idea.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Jess I have to go â€˜powder my noseâ€™ will you come with me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Go yourself. Iâ€™m busy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Jess I really need you to come with me. I need to ask you something.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: I said fuck off&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ivan: Jess, perhaps you should go with your sister.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Fine. But just because you asked me too, baby.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess got up and headed to the ladies room with Brie turning around to say something to Kiki. â€œand stay away from my man!â€ After getting into the restroom, Brie began speaking her piece to Jess.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: What the hell, Jess?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: What?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: I know youâ€™re hurting after Dean but this isnâ€™t the way.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: You have no idea what the fuck youâ€™re talking about.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Look, I know you Jess. And this isnâ€™t you.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: you donâ€™t know shit about me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Unbeknownst to Brie, Jess began slowly inflating with muscle filling her blouse and shorts out. â€œI know you better than you think I do. You just need to calm down. The hurt will go awayâ€œ. Jess pushed Brie uncontrollably. â€œSTOP TELLING ME WHAT TO DO!!â€ Brieâ€™s feet left the floor as she was hurled effortlessly across the room bursting through the bathroom door into the restaurant, knocking her out cold. Realizing the shock of what she had just done, Jess opened the bathroom window and climbed out. A crowd of people gathered around Brie to make sure she was okay including Kiki and Ivan. Looks of concern surrounded everyone except for a noticeable smile that came upon Ivanâ€™s face that Kiki picked up on.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Meanwhile, Jess ran back to the hotel. Running to the side of the building. Fortunately for her the girls room had a balcony on the third floor. Making sure no one was looking as she casually leapt up and easily landed on the balcony and opened the sliding glass door, breaking the lock with no effort and entered the room. She closed the door and laid in one of the beds and quickly unzipped her khaki shorts. She found her clit instantaneously.&lt;br /&gt;
In the pitch black room, the only thing that could be seen were Jessâ€™ dark Green glowing eyes. As she built toward climax, her body instinctively began to grow. Jessâ€™ mind was focused only on Ivan and that extremely erotic scent. Her pupils were half covered as Jessâ€™ eyelids were fighting to stay open. Her body was growing on itâ€™s own. She stroked her clit fast and hard until she came explosively. Allowing her arms to fall to her sides in satisfaction, her body had other plans. It continued to swell and gain muscles.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Her shirt was soon taken to the tearing point as well as her shorts. Although they were already unzipped, they began to strain from her bulging thighs and waist. Her biceps shredded her sleeves simultaneously with her breasts and Pecs causing her top to fly off across the room. Her legs burst through her shorts, just as her sandals could no longer contain her swelling feet. Jess lay there naked on the bed free of her cloth prison and yet her growth did not stop. Her mind raced as her form continued to take on unheard of proportions. Her arms swelled to 33 inches fighting against her 56â€™ inch chest.  Her waist remained a solid 36 inches but her hips ballooned out to 56 inches to match her chest. Her calves filled out to match her hulking physique. Jess flexed a bit in sexual anticipation.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Meanwhile, Ivan was heading toward the hotel to sneak in and get Jess all to himself. But just before he entered the hotelâ€¦&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: Hey Ivan. What are you doing here?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ivan: I was simply taking a stroll in the night air to clear my thoughts, little one. The events from earlier left me a bit shaken, da?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: Nyet. I saw the look on your face when you saw Brie lying there. You were smiling. What was that about. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ivan: Ah. You are much older and wiser than the last time I saw you Akiko.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: How do youâ€¦&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ivan: Time for answers later. Nothing must stop my mission.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ivan rushed Kiki before she could even think to dodge him. Lifting her effortlessly, he leapt a couple of times until he was out of town and into the cool desert night. He began slamming her face into the desert floor and punching her leaving her bruised and bloodied.  â€œYou were not part of my orders, Akiko, but if you get in my way I will end you.â€ A few miles away a loud noise could be heard but neither Ivan nor Kiki paid it any mind.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The roof of the hotel collapsed easily as the hulking beast known as Jess jumped through it from her room. Taking a deep breath through her nose, Jess got the familiar scent for which she was intoxicated all night. Taking a running leap that nearly toppled the hotel building to itâ€™s foundation she leapt in the direction of Ivan and Kiki and in one glorious jump she reached them. Grabbing Ivan by the back of the neck she lifted him off of Kiki like a rag doll and slammed him down on his back. She mounted Ivan and pinned his arms down with ease. His mountainous biceps may as well have been rubber bands in Jessâ€™ titanic grip. She tore Ivanâ€™s pants off as if they were wet paper and focused on his cock. With no control over his body, Ivan watched in terror as his cock began to harden to its full length with Jess enveloping it with her tight pussy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess began to groan in throbbing ecstasy as Ivan screamed in terror. Riding his cock into the moonlight, Kiki sat in shock at what she was witnessing. â€œJess?â€ Forcing Ivan to pump her with all he had, Jess reached ever so closely to climaxing as did Ivan. Jess released Ivanâ€™s hands and placed her own upon Ivanâ€™s face, one on the back of his head and one on his chin. Ivan tried on vain to punch Jess anywhere in an effort to free himself to no avail. In on final thrust of their hips, Jess and Ivan climaxed in harmony as Jess snapped Ivanâ€™s neck like a twig.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Upon release, Jess stood up from Ivanâ€™s corpse and began to shrink down to normal size. Reaching her usual form, she began to stumble and saw Ivanâ€™s body and Kikiâ€™s stunned look.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: what the fuck happened?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: I donâ€™t know. But you just raped a man to save my life.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2 b continued&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian&lt;/p&gt;

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    <description>&lt;p&gt;Gamma pt.  28&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After about half a dayâ€™s drive and a quick change of clothes for Brie, the girls were well into their journey back to Salisbury, Md. The girls found themselves entering the northern tip of Arizona. Kiki was taking the scenic route on their long journey home, which neither Brie nor Jess objected to. Well not verbally anyway. Jess didnâ€™t want to say anything but she really wanted to get back home to Dean. She didnâ€™t know what the future held for the two of them and waiting to find out was killing her. Brie on the other hand was itching to talk to Brian ever since her phone conversation in Vegas. Kiki on the other hand really had no idea what to expect  and the long drive was a bit of a comfort. As Akiko, she had traveled the world through various incarnations, hiding her slow aging process. The road seemed to be her only true home.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: So Jess. How are you going to tell dad you quit school?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: I have no idea. I hadnâ€™t really thought about it to be honest.  I mean I really donâ€™t want to call him and Mom on their trip just to tell them that.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Yeah. Heâ€™d probably come right home to take care of his baby.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Oh whatever, â€˜princessâ€™. Youâ€™re the one he gave the gym too.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Because he sees a better life for you. Youâ€™ve always been his favorite.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Then how come he gives you all the breaks?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: He doesnâ€™t give me anything. I work for my shit. He just pushes you because you have so much potential.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: I donâ€™t know. Iâ€™m just stressed out. Iâ€™m sorry I snapped at you.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Itâ€™s cool. I know.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: Yeah, no worries, Jess. Iâ€™m sure Dean will call.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: I didnâ€™t know I told you about Dean.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: Iâ€™m sure you did. Otherwise how would I know about her.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: probablyâ€¦&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Just then the girls car is rear-ended by a black BMW with tinted windows.  All three girls are flung forward. â€œTHE FUCK?!â€ Brie said as she turned around. Before any of them could get a good look at the driver, they were rammed again. The Mercedes got to one side of the Mustang and began swerving in to hit the mustang from the side. Using newly enhanced reflexes, Kiki swerves out of the way. After a couple more swerves,  Kiki turned the wheel all the way to the right down on a dirt road leading into a small Arizona town, speeding down allowing the black BMW to roll on itâ€™s way. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After coming to a halt, the girls did a mental and physical check revealing everyone was unharmed. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: What the hell was up with that guy?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: That was really weird. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: As long as weâ€™re here we may as well take a breather. You know, stretch our legs or maybe grab some lunch.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: Yeah. I think that is a good idea.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Exiting the car, Brie, Jess and Kiki head into a local Mexican restaurant, The Devilâ€™s Mouthwash and await to be seated.  A young girl, Anna, greets the ladies and takes them to their tables. After gathering their drink orders, she heads off to grab them. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Man. I still canâ€™t get over that guy. Iâ€™m going to need something to calm my nerves. Can you go get me a drink Jess?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: No lazy, I canâ€™t.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Why not?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Because for one itâ€™s early, for two, technically itâ€™s illegal, and for three, Iâ€™m not your bitch.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: câ€™mon Jess. Youâ€™ll always be my bitch.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: Is this how you guys are all the time?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Yeah. Is it any different with you and your sister?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: No I guess not. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: How did you get drinks last night?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: I just asked for them. Nobody carded me. It is after all the city of Sin.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Whatever. Fine Iâ€™ll get your damn drink.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Thanks sis.&lt;br /&gt;
Jess walked up to the bar and ordered a Bacardi and coke for Brie. Paying attention to nothing in particular, a musky fragrance found itâ€™s way into Jessâ€™ nostrils. Jess became instantly wet and allowed a soft moan to escape her lips. Before she could wonder where the intoxicating aroma originated, It presented itself.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A very large man wearing a bright yellow Polo shirt and khaki Dockers was sitting at the end of the bar. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ivan: Excuse me. What time are you having?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Anytime for you, stud.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ivan: I am sorry.  I have trouble with some of your expressions. I am from Russia on a business venture.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Oh Iâ€™m a little embarrassed. Hi Iâ€™m Jess.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ivan: My name is Ivan Markov. I am being new here in your country. I would be pleased if you could show me around.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Well Iâ€™m not really from around here, Ivan. Me and my lady friends are on a road trip back home.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ivan: Ah I see. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: But I would be honored if you would join us for lunch.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess brought Ivan and Brieâ€™s drink back to the table and did the formal introductions. Anna returns with the girls drinks and takes their food order along with Ivanâ€™s.  Jess cannot stop staring at Ivan throughout the entire meal. The 6â€™4 powerhouse filled his clothes to the limit. She couldnâ€™t stop thinking about how his large 25 inch biceps casually flexed as he raised his glass to take a drink.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After paying for the meal, Ivan graciously excused himself to the restroom and thanked the ladies for a wonderful afternoon. As the girls exited the restaurant, they headed for  the car only to find that someone had slashed all four tires.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: For Christâ€™s sake. What the fuck else could happen on this trip. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Just calm down, Brie. Maybe we can catch Ivan before he leaves.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But as Jess runs in there she finds that he has just left. The waitress Anna makes a call and in a little over 45 minutes, a gentleman driving a tow truck arrives and gets Brieâ€™s mustang set up. He enters the â€œDevilâ€™s Mouthwashâ€ and discusses the work needed to be done and how long it will take to be finished.&lt;br /&gt;
Anna: Hey Tommy&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tommy: Hey Anna.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anna: What you doing later?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tommy: After I finish this ladiesâ€™ car,  Carmelita and I are going to the movies.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anna: ohâ€¦okay. Well Iâ€™ll see you around.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tommy: Yeah definitely. We still on for the Wii on Sunday?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anna: Like always.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tommy leaves and the girls figure out their next move while Anna heads to the back looking a bit depressed. Jess makes an excuse to go to the bathroom and follows her.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Hey, Annaâ€¦it is Anna right?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anna: Yeah.  Was there something I missed?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Not really, I just noticed that you seemed to be a little upset after that guy left.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anna: Yeah. Heâ€™sâ€¦complicated.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Let me guess. Major crush. He doesnâ€™t know youâ€™re alive.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anna: Yeah, something like that.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Does he know?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anna: Yeah. I mean I said something one time but he just wants to remain friends.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Did he say why?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anna: Apparently he just sees me as one of the guys. But letâ€™s be serious. Itâ€™s because I donâ€™t have big tits.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Oh donâ€™t be silly. You have a great figure. And a very pretty face. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anna: It doesnâ€™t matter to Tommy. Heâ€™s a breast man. He just doesnâ€™t want to hurt my feelings. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Well if he is that shallow, you donâ€™t need him. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anna: I know. I justâ€¦&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: I know. Iâ€™ve been where you are. You know he likes you. Just not for where it counts right.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anna: Yeah.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Surprise him after work in your nicest dress. If you want him to see you as more than just a friend, you have to look like your more than a friend.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anna: Thatâ€™s pretty good advice. But I donâ€™t think I canâ€¦&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: No guts no glory.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anna smiled and placed her hand on Jessâ€™. â€œYouâ€™re a really good person. You seem to know a bit about dating.â€ Jess smiled back and replied, â€œThose who cannot do, teachâ€ Jess rejoined the girls who had secured a hotel room for the evening. After walking across the street to a fairly decent hotel. Nowhere near the accommodations Kiki was used to, or that Jess and Brie had enjoyed while in Vegas, but it would suffice for tonight. The girls just kind of hung around watching television and chatting.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: So what did you think of that Ivan guy? He was Mr. Hottie!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: God Brie. Is that all you think about?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Says the girl that brought him to the table to begin with. And who I might add is recently dumped.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: What the hell does that have to do with anything.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: You are looking for the rebound, honey.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Huh?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: Basically the first thing your heart does after a rejection of that magnitude it looks for the closest thing it had before and tends to steer you in that direction. I have never met this dean but I am guessing that she is muscular?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Hah! Maybe from her wrist to her elbow.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Shut the fuck up, Brie! I donâ€™t see anybody rushing to get on your arm.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: And you wonâ€™t either. I like to keep that part private.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: At any rate, Ivan apparently represents an opportunity for you that Dean may have one day fulfilled. Or a part of the relationship that may have caused it to fail and you are see that as a way to make amends.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: I donâ€™t know. Maybe. What I do know is that as soon as I got a whiff of his cologne or whatever I wanted to rape him right there. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Hahahaâ€¦as if you could.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki and Jess shared a look unnoticed by Brie as Kiki quickly changed the subject to where the girls intended to travel tomorrow after getting their car back.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Meanwhile at Tommyâ€™s Garage, Tommy was just finishing applying the final tire to the mustang, he heard the familiar sound of his door opening and bell ringing married with the very unfamiliar sound of heels clicking. He raised his head to find his friend, Anna standing in tall black pumps, a slinky black dress, with her black hair pulled up, accentuating her high cheek bones. Her dark complexion added some exotic qualities that before now were oblivious to Tommy. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tommy: Annaâ€¦what are you doing here?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anna: I couldnâ€™t wait for Sunday.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tommy: You look great.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anna: Are you sure?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tommy: You look like the reason they invented the little black dress.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anna: Then how come you never made a move before?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tommy: Itâ€™s complicated.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anna: Why donâ€™t you try to explain it?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Just as Tommy was walking toward Anna, Carmelita walks in wearing a tight boy-beater and painted on Jeans. Her voluptuous curves were on display. Her curly auburn, naturally curly hair bounced in tune with her heaving breasts. â€œHey Tommy. You ready for our date?â€ she said in her patented â€˜bubblyâ€™ voice.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tommy: Uhâ€¦yeah. Let me just clean up real quick.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Carmelita: Wow Anna. You look really good. Is there a charity ball at the dog pound tonight?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anna: Yes as a matter of fact they wanted me to tell you that they pushed your queen bitch acceptance award to the end of the evening so I guess youâ€™ll have plenty of time for any last minute â€œimpressionsâ€ you want to leave on the judges.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Carmelita: hmm, well you better run off now. Itâ€™s going to be a bitch finding band-aids that wonâ€™t show through your dress.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Feeling she had won the battle of wills, Carmelita walked toward the door. Before exiting, she turned to Tommy, â€œIâ€™ll be waiting outside for you lover.â€&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Annaâ€™s self esteem had been deflated as she began to head out the back way. â€œAnna wait.â€&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anna: Whatâ€™s the point. We both know why you would pick me over her.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tommy: Oh yeah. And why is that.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anna: Because of her tits.  I came here tonight to put everything out in the open. And I can see it was all for nothing. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tommy: Itâ€™s not like that. Iâ€¦&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anna: Youâ€™re hopeless. And honestly. If you canâ€™t see the forest for the trees, than you can be happy in your ignorance.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And with that, Anna stormed out as the tears covered her face forcing her mascara to run marathons down mocha skinned cheeks.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tommy went after her. As he got outside a large hand grabbed his throat and easily lifted his 185lb frame and slammed it into the side of the building. Hearing the loud noise, Carmelita ran around to the back and found a large beast of a man holding the object of her obsession easily in one hand. â€œLeave Cunt.â€ Without a word, Carmelita turned around and ran to her car, leaving the two gentleman to discuss their business.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ivan: Did you do as you were told?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tommy: Yeah, I put the oldest tires I could find on the Mustang. Look man, I donâ€™t want to get into any trouble and I definitely donâ€™t want to see those girls get hurt.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ivan: You insignificant speck. You were paid very well for your actions. You had no problem with running them off the road and slashing their tires. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ivan dropped Tommy to the ground. Tommy choked a bit and fell to his knees. â€œIâ€™ll be back in the morning for further instructions.â€ Ivan said as he got into his black BMW and sped off into the sunset off to make some preparations for tonight.  â€œEnjoy your evening, Jessica Woods, for tonight you Die.â€&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2 b continued&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian&lt;/p&gt;

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    <description>&lt;p&gt;Gamma pt. 27&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The next morning, Eva finished packing for her trip back to Germany. Thoughts of the previous evening ran constantly through her head. â€œI donâ€™t care what I have to do. Iâ€™m going to get even with that little bitch.â€ She kept thinking.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As she was finished emptying her medicine cabinet, she closed the mirror fully, revealing a very large man standing behind her. Eva immediately spun around in shock, just in time for the man the thrust his arm out, grabbing her throat and easily lifting her off the floor. He began to speak Russian:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Stranger: *Our Superiors are very disappointed, Alexia.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Eva:* Donâ€™t call me that, Ivan. I hate that name. My name is Eva now.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ivan: It looks to me that you are in no position to tell me to do anything.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Eva: Itâ€™s not my fault. Sheâ€™s a fucking freak.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ivan: As am I. As you used to be. Your orders were to eliminate her.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Eva: I know what my orders wereâ€¦are.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ivan: Are?! How do you expect to do that now? You are a mere fraction of your former beautiful muscular self. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Eva: Iâ€™m going back to the father land and get in contact with Ansgar. Heâ€™ll know what to do.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ivan sets Eva down and begins to walk away. â€œWhere are you going, Ivan?â€ Eva asked in an almost scared tone. â€œI am going to finish what you failed to do.â€ Eva smiled devilishly as she resumed her packing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Meanwhile at the Palms, Brieâ€™s eyes parted to find herself in an empty bed. â€œFigures. No wonder I donâ€™t want a relationship with anyoneâ€, Brie thought to herself, knowing full well that statement was not entirely true. She got out of bed and stretched, flexing her massive body. Her naked exposed breasts jiggled as she walked toward the balcony, opening the curtains to see the view.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As she turned around she saw a rolling cart with a covered dish, a few candles and a note which said, â€œSorry I had to leave so early. Iâ€™ll see you and your sister before you leave. Last night was awesome. XOXOâ€. Brie lifted the cover to find a tray with a huge variety of breakfast foods along with a pot of coffee and a glass of orange juice.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After finishing her breakfast, Brie ran water and filled the huge roman tub in the bathroom and added some bubbles. Brie seductively put her hair up and got into the inviting hot steaming water and bubbles. She let out a soft moan as she picked up her cell phone which she had laid by the tub and began to dial some numbers.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Hello?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Hey. Howâ€™s the gym running?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Smooth as ever.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Thatâ€™s good. I was just checking in on things.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: No you were checking in on me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: So. Guess what Iâ€™m doing right now.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: I donâ€™t know. Gambling away my raise.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Ha. Oh donâ€™t be silly. Youâ€™re not getting a raise.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Now whoâ€™s joking. What ARE you doing?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Iâ€™m in the bubble bath. Care to join me?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Sure. Iâ€™ll be there in a couple of days.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Just go ahead and spoil the fantasy. Iâ€™m massaging myself for you.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: I think this falls under sexual harassment you know.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie:  I know. What can I say Iâ€™m into kink.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Weâ€™ve had this talk Brie. It wonâ€™t work.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: It wouldnâ€™t work then. I was 16. Iâ€™m older now. And more mature.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Youâ€™re also my boss. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Fine. Youâ€™re fired. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Okay. Iâ€™ll just leave the gym open for everyone till you get back.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: You know Iâ€™m kidding.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Yes I do. Tell you what. When you get back. Weâ€™ll have a sit down.&lt;br /&gt;
Brie: Really?! You mean it?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: But no promises. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Okay. Hey Iâ€™ll take what I can get. And Brian?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Yeah?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Donâ€™t tell Jess.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Why would I tell Jess?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Because I know all about you two.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Trust me. Iâ€™m sure you donâ€™t. But we can talk all about it later.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mean while at the car rental place, Jess and Kiki, were returning the rental car that Brie and Jess had rented when they first arrived in Vegas. â€œYou did what?!â€ Jess said in a semi loud tone.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: Iâ€™m sorry. But you said it yourself. Iâ€™m going to be really horny for awhile. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: That doesnâ€™t mean that you go after my sister. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: She was more than willing. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: I donâ€™t want to hear about all that. Iâ€™m just surprised is all. I mean I didnâ€™t know Brie was bi.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: I donâ€™t think she is. I think that she is young and experimental. And whatever she was thinking about last night, it wasnâ€™t me. So I presume that she has a boyfriend.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Not as Iâ€™m aware of.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: You never know. She could be talking to someone behind your back. At any rate, give her a call and tell here weâ€™re on the way. Iâ€™ve got a surprise for the both of you.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Back at the hotel Brie was finishing up with her bath. Slowly caressing each part of her muscled body with soap and slippery wet bubbles.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: So yeah. That was the â€œMISS Oâ€.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Pretty neat. Maybe next year I can go. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Maybe. As a couple? &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brian: Slow down.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie was about the argue her point when her phone beeped. Jess was on the other line and after wrapping it up with Brian, she quickly answered.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Yo.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Hey. Weâ€™re outside the hotel just come on down. I got your stuff. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Whoâ€™s we?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Kiki and I. She says she has a surprise for us. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Okay. Iâ€™m on my way down.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Getting dressed pretty quickly in the outfit she wore last night, Brie headed down to the lobby. On the elevator ride down. She stopped midway and the doors opened up. A young girl, about 16 years old came onto the elevator. She wore a tight white T-shirt and Jeans. She had an exquisitely beautiful face and young nubile breasts. One characteristic That Brie noticed right away was the girl seemed to be sporting 16 inch biceps. Brie and the girl exchanged glances as they gave each other a â€˜helloâ€™. The elevator resumed itâ€™s downward course, as Brie happened to notice that the girl was staring at her. â€œCan I help you?â€&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The girl got a bit embarrassed but began to speak. â€œAre you Brie Woods?â€ Looking a bit shocked, Brie replied, â€œyesâ€. The girl got all kinds of excited. â€œOh my GOD. You probably donâ€™t remember me. Iâ€™m Kiara Washington.â€&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Kiara Washington? From WiHi?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiara: Yeah. You were a senior when I was a freshman.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Wow. Itâ€™s good to see you. I havenâ€™t seen you since your mom and dad moved to California. Youâ€™ve certainly filled out. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiara: Yeah. I owe it all to you.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: how so?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiara: well, When you started to drop all of your weight and add muscle I was inspired. So I started to do a little weight training and then I started to do a lot of weight training.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: I noticed. You here for the â€œOâ€?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiara: Not really. For some other stuff. But the â€œOâ€ was cool. I got to check it out while I wasnâ€™t dealing with the other stuff.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The elevator reached itâ€™s destination as the girls got out and began to part ways. â€œIt was good seeing you, Kiara.â€ Brie said as she headed outside. Kiara responded with â€œand you as wellâ€ heading off to an appointment she dared not miss.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;About ten minutes later, Brie came out from the lobby to find Jess and Kiki waiting in a 2009 Mustang Cobra â€œSuper Snakeâ€. â€œWhoa. Thatâ€™s a hot car.â€ Brie said as she got in the front seat and the girls sped off. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: So Kiki. Whatâ€™s this surprise?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: In a minute. Brie, what do you think of this car.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Are you kidding? Itâ€™s freaking awesome!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: Iâ€™m glad you like it. Because itâ€™s yours.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;â€œWhat?!?â€ Brie and Jess said simultaneously. â€œKiki. I mean last night was great and all but I canâ€™t take your car.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: Last night was great. But Iâ€™m not giving you my car. Iâ€™m giving you Evaâ€™s car. Technically Eva is giving it to you but sheâ€™s packing for her trip so she sent me. This is kind of her way of saying that sheâ€™s sorry about the way my sister treated you.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: I donâ€™t know.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: Whatâ€™s not to know? Itâ€™s a gift. I insist.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess:  Now I know why you made me take the rental back when we met this morning. But how the hell are we going to get this back to Maryland.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: Weâ€™re going to drive it there.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Thatâ€™s sweet Kiki, but I have responsibilities. Iâ€™ve got to get back to work.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: Where youâ€™re the boss. Just take a few extra days.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Okay. The place does kind of run itself.  And Jess quit school so Sheâ€™s good.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Thanks Brie. I do have a life you know. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Brie: Oh Iâ€™m just kidding you. Besides, you havenâ€™t had a chance to unwind on this â€˜vacationâ€™. after this past week you need it. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jess: Fine. Not like I have much choice anyway.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiki: Bingo.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The girls programmed their destination into the built-in GPS system and sped off into the afternoon horizon. Unaware that a black BMW was following them, keeping pace but staying far enough away to not be noticed. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ivan: you can run, little one, but you cannot hide.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2 b continued&lt;/p&gt;
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