Though I had to admit I had fun at those she normally kept me close to keep guys from hitting on her. And with her there I didn?t have to worry as muc... about being tempted to cheat on my girlfriend who unfortunately had went to a school half way on the other side of creation. On short she was the perfect friend a guy could have. And not to bad to look at. I reached over and gave Joe a nudge.?Good Morning Sleeping Beauty.? I said as she opened her eyes looking around. She had only been asleep. I have an important announcement. First, all of us here have been exposed to a strange form of energy that causes effects on the human brain. First, children who haven’t gone through puberty yet seem to be unaffected. Second, each of us has been changed. Those changes, as we understand it, are permanent. The depression, the apathy, the guilt, those can be treated. But we are going to be horny and compulsively sexual periodically for the rest of our lives. Last, we must confine this energy. Beginner looking to practice my craft. Not looking for sex. Chaperones welcome." For the first 24 hours after his posting he had gotten the usual stream of spam and one "real" email from a girl who was curious but ultimately stopped responding after a few message. Since then, there had been no responses and he had actually forgotten he had posted. This response seemed somewhat promising, however. The email stated that the author was a young woman in her mid-20s who was very interested in. Now, she could sense him nearby and followed the pull to an apartment building, catching up just in time to see him drive a black motorcycle into an underground parking garage. She calmly jumped from the five story ledge of the building across the street, reaching out in time to get a firm grasp on the neck of a street light and drop down silently without notice. After a few minutes of waiting, she was able to trace his energy to the eighth floor. She sensed no one else with him. Good. Vixen.