he sipped for a moment before speaking again.
"You see, Cade, I like having sex. I mean, I really like it. Finding ways to
get enough of it is a problem, because none of the converted men are near enough
to just drop by when I'm horny and unconverted men are a waste of time. My women
friends do more for me than unconverted men."
"Ah..." said Cade with a nod. "Okay. Gotcha."
"No, not yet, you don't. When Mandi told me that you'd -- achieved
conversion -- and all on your own merits, as it were -- I was instantly
interested; interested enough to take a week off and take over supervising your
conversion for that reason alone. Then I met you and you gave me reasons to like
you immediately. That doesn't happen all that often, either."
"Um. Andrea, I still don't quite understand what happened in that shower.
How did I get converted? I mean, I realize it had to be from nibbling on Mandi,
but... then what? How?"
"She didn't tell you?"
"I'm asking, aren't I?"
Grinning, Andrea sipped her drink and simply gazed at Cade for some moments,
then asked, "You really brought her off all by yourself? No... 'help'... from
her?"
Tiring of the delay in receiving a useful answer as well as being the only
naked person in the room, Cade said, "Yeah. All by myself. It's Standard
Operating Procedure, ma'am; get 'em all wet and wound up and then lick 'em 'till
they holler 'stop, please stop, I've had enough'."
For a moment Andrea's face was somewhat stern, then her small smile became a
small grin and she snickered. The snicker became a giggle, then an outright
laugh.
"I'll bet that last part can take a while sometimes."
"Yeah," said Cade. He shrugged. "Some women never seem to wind down. Can't
tell you how many times I've damned near sprained my tongue trying to get to a
woman's very last one."
Laughing again, Andrea said, "Tenacity. I like that."
"Great. If you aren't going to tell me what happened or at least get as
naked as I am any time soon, I think I'll head for a hot shower."
"A shower might help those bruises. I'm getting to the answer, Ed."
"So what happened to me?"
"You triggered the release of a retrovirus. All women like Mandi have a
small special gland that produces the stuff."
"Converted women, too?"
"Yes. We develop the same gland."
"So when I nibble you off I'll get another dose. What then?"
Shaking her head, Andrea said, "Nothing