"Are you sure you're not going to tell Xyla about it?" Ron Batton asked.

"Please don't let her know," Stanley Batton mumbled.

Ron managed a curt nod, then patted Stanley's shoulder.

***

Meanwhile, something unusual was about to happen at the Sullivan family's house.

Emily Quest was sitting in front of the dressing table, earnestly applying her favorite lipstick.

Her lips were bright red, matching very well with her heavy makeup and her black straight hair. She looked demonically flirtatious in that red, short silk halter dress.

Knock knock knock...

Someone was knocking at the door.

Smirking, Emily casually wiped the overdrawn lipstick off the corner of her lips and stole a glance at the door through the mirror. "Come in..."

Soon, the door was pushed open.

as soon as he saw her. He plodded on with a gloomy face until he reached her

the door," Emily

returning to the doorway

Emily lunged forward and threw her arms around his neck.

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his psychotic hatred

a virus? Or was she some kind

disinfect himself at her

a terrible storm was brewing inside her. "So... I want you to make

me, I'm going to tell Mom and Dad

chided in

me?" A smug expression was etched upon Emily's

overcome his psychological fear of women after the treatment and could normally perform in

you dare think

and tell Mom and Dad now...

with her elbow

to the

her veins, blurring

in the very

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