The rats, having enough of this nonsense, scattered.Dana smirked, then moved down the hall until she was at the door. She picked up Tick Tock and held...the mimic to her chest.“Quetzalli is in Mike’s room. She needs protection,” she said, and the mimic sprouted legs and raced down the hall.She moved toward the door, curious at how its mechanisms worked, but froze in amazement at the interior.The room itself was a giant conservatory made of several round windows, each one looking at a different. She scolded him with all the bad curse there is. I and Kriti were laughing hearing at the way she was busting him. She was emotional at the end of the call. She cut the call and immediately came to us, hugged and cried.As we comforted, she kissed Kriti once and kissed me next. “I have always envied your relationship with Kriti. I wanted a boyfriend like you who is so sweet and so open about sex. Every time Kriti spoke about you and your sex life, I was so jealous. I made a hasty decision of. “I’m talking to HER.” He explained, taking two fingers and putting them towards Natalia’s eyes. “You answered one question for me earlier untruthfully.” He said, carefully pulling the contacts from her face on those fingers, now just speaking into them as he turned away from her. “Your eyes are NOT brown. They’re hazel.” This was true. I squirmed in my chair, shaking my head, groggy from pleasure after the show I’d just enjoyed. The alarms. They were important, right? But I had been so. Maybe Chloe was cleaning the en-suite bathroom and she could sneak in and close it? Maybe just announce her arrival? Why not? It’s her house. The fact was, Lana was fearful, embarrassed and cringing. After a moment, she walked quietly towards her room, heart racing. As she neared, a greater view of her room could be seen. Nearing she could begin to hear sounds. Tinny but familiar sounds of her own cries. The volume gained as she drew closer. Lana knew what was happening. What was she going to.