“Unless I ran across a biochemist who wants to test out an experimental pheromone booster, and as part of the challenge, I can’t have sex for thre... days until the effect wears off. If I succeed, then I get a big monetary reward, say ... fifty thousand?”“Hmm, not bad, but nobody will go for it.”“What? Why not?”“Because you let some mystery woman shoot you up with a strange drug with nothing to show for it. I’ve only known you for a day, and I can say that is completely out of character for you.”. He was looking straight down into the depths of her cleavage.He said, "Double click this icon."She pretended she cared, and said, "Wow, it's so clear!" She played up the dumb blonde roll. The screen showed two images. One was the front porch and the other was the driveway going down the side of the house. She could see the bottom steps of the back porch. Now John could see her coming and going, and everyone who visited. “What does this do?" she asked, and covered Zachary's hand with hers on the. Then she reached out with her hand to grip--and really grip tightly--Jay's hand.Jay noted the intensity of her grip, but only said, jokingly, in an attempt at calming her jitters, "Hey, Catherine, this is no different than what you did last fall during Slut Week. Don't worry, though; I'll be right there pulling for you." Then he chuckled.Larry got a cagey look on his face as he said, "Jay, you are more correct than you realize. You WILL be right there pulling for her. You are going to be the. The company I am with did not have any full time positions available but I told her that I would keep my ears open and try to find her one. This all came out the first time we talked. Since then I have been checking on her background and I found out that she was a wild child as a teen, drank, doped up and had sex with any boy that would supply her with what she wanted. (In a small town you can find out these things by asking the right questions.) Well, Marcy was the type of girl that appeals to.