So this isn't your usual approach with women. Generally, you get to know them a bit, strike up a connection, ask them out, and then make a move in the conventional way. But you have a lot of pent-up attraction to Carol, and the length of time you've known her means the old rules don't apply. You do have the gun, of course, and you can always use the mind-control function. But something inside you doesn't want to.
You don't have to. Carol looks at you with a hunger in her eyes, and you make your move: embracing her, shoving her up against the wall, and getting to know each other's bodies. The rest of what happens is sort of a blur, but soon enough you're in the master bedroom, you've thrown her onto the bed, and you're fucking her harder than you've ever fucked someone before. It's fast and hard and passionate, and you can tell by her screams that you've made her come at least three or four times. You have a fleeting thought about whether the neighbors can hear Carol's ecstasy in the middle of the day, but you ignore it and keep focusing on the physical sensations.
Then you hear a car door slam.
Carol's eyes immediately go wide, and you know exactly what's happening. You pull yourself off her as you hear the front door open. With only seconds to go before Carol's husband sees you and his wife naked together, you see the gun poking out of the pocket of your jeans, tossed carelessly on the floor.
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