"Yep. And you come well recommended. By Arcuda Zenellis." I'm flattered." And confused. Why would Zenellis recommend me for anything, especially after...an accident in his product development laboratory turned everybody into sex maniacs and killed his stock price? The old guy died of a heart attack and I was partially to blame. After the stock price bottomed out, MultiMax International picked up the company for a steal. "Did he talk about my technical savvy and creativity?" I hoped."Nope. Said. All of the people minded their own business. Most people went to churchon Sundays, went to work from Mondays through Fridays, and shopped onSaturdays like the old days. There were a few bad seeds and it was one ofthose bad seeds that sold a potion that promised a better love life or itwas free to the customer. The first customers got that love potion and itdelivered as promised until a gay man drank the whole potion while on adate with his partner. The next morning, the gay man woke up as a. She melted into his embrace with a soft sigh, pressed the entire length of her body against his, slowly moving her hips. He just held her gently like this for a moment, then reluctantly released her, took a step backwards, and placed his hands on her shoulders, admiring her lithe, elegant beauty. He then moved his hands downwards, caressing every inch of golden skin, her breasts, her stomach, her hips, her thighs and slender legs, down to her feet. When he finished she was trembling, but she. One day while playing tennis she hurt her foot and wasn’t able to walk. Uncle asked me to take her to the doctor.He asked me to take his car along as he had a meeting in the club with my father and would come back with him. I took her to the doctor. He told that it was a minor pain and would heal within a few hours. I drove her back home. I took her upstairs in the lift of course but even in the lift she needed my support. She was taking my support by keeping her hand around my neck. I held her.