The building was an old four-story and long overdue for renovation, which is why Chelsea and David had been able to afford a fairly large apartment th...re. The ancient elevator was out of order, which was not unusual at the best of times and only to be expected on a day like this, Chelsea thought as she hurried up the stairs, soaked to the skin and vainly trying to squeeze the water out of her hair.Their apartment was on the top floor, and as Chelsea reached the landing before the final flight. While there I decided to urinate. Knowing thatstanding to do so would be a dead giveaway if anyone was to walkin, I sat on the stool and relieved myself. By the sounds from thenext stall four was doing the same thing.We exited the stalls nearly simultaneously, washed our hands,and turned to leave. Two Biker Babes blocked our exit, standingbetween us and the door they had just entered. My panties suddenlyfelt very heavy in my hand. The big cigar smoking Babe asked," Youtwo are with Zelda aren't. Thesystem had shifted focus with seamless precision. As expected, Nate'sconversion was progressing nicely, albeit much more slowly. Her Eurasianfeatures were fully developed now. So much so that he could no longersee any trace of her former face in them at all. Her skin had taken thedeep golden shade of an oriental woman and he was looking forward toseeing how wide her eyes really were when he took her for the first timeafter the conversion was finished with her.He initiated the revival. You are not eighteen. How old are you?" "I'm thirteen," Chloe murmered. He nodded slowly going towards the desk. He pulled out a pack of cigarettes, a black canon digital camera, and black hand restraints. He lit a cigarette and pulled a chair beside the bed, stairing down at Chloe, "I'm still going to fuck you. I'm just going to make it worth it. So, I take it your not really a virgin, either."Chloe's eyes widened, "No! I am Renior. I just was worried you wouldn't talk to me if I was too.