Both Jake and Lesa knew that the situation between Sarita and him had not been resolved, only postponed. "Is cereal okay with you, Jake? It's getting ...ate, and we can have an early lunch." Lesa asked."Cereal is fine. May I have corn flakes with sliced banana like my man Franklin here has, and maybe some OJ?" Jake responded."You bet. Would you drink some coffee if I made a pot?" Lesa asked."No more than a cup," Jake replied."What're you going to wear today, Mom?" Sarita asked as she was rinsing. ‘Oh,’ she said with a mock pout. ‘Does that mean I missed my chance to have a wedding night?’ She per her glass down and relieved me of mine. Then she grabbed my hand and did her very best blow job moves on my index finger. Like my dick needed any more encouragement. ‘I sure hope not,’ I said, reaching to kiss her, in part to prevent her from teasing my poor finger any further. She kissed me back, but at the same time she guided my hand to the buttons of her vest and left it there, clearly she. ‘Make sure you keep a careful count. You don’t want to make any mistakes. You save the hundredth girl for last. Once you’ve taken care of all the others, you pick a girl and lick her until she orgasms. And when she comes, you will have passed the virus on to her.’ Wendy stood up. She was now a skinny girl with black hair, hardly the giggling sex toy I had brought home. She seemed completely relaxed now. I looked up at the mirror and realized my change was nearly complete. My hair was golden. Before I left to go home, I'd solved the thieving problems of fourteen pub owners, and I had rather a significant amount of money in the bank."Can't you stay for just a few more days darling?" mum asked, but I shook my head."It's what I do mum," I told her. "For some reason, I seem to be good at it, and I'm looking at setting up an office in Glasgow." Is there a girl up there?" Karen asked. "Because if there is, she's very, very lucky."There was a girl, but I didn't want to say too much about.