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 then. You've already been... dosed, as you called it." "Then why will having sex make the conversion better?" "Energy, Ed. Sex seems to help a convertee soak up energy and makes the process better somehow. A convertee who just sits on his ass during the first week will end up with maybe half the ability of one who screws his way -- or her way, of course -- through that crucial first week." Cade decided that he'd waited long enough for her to join him in nakedness and said, "Thanks for the info." He thumbed toward the bathroom and added, "See you in a while, unless you want to come get wet with me." Setting her drink can on the desk, Andrea smilingly said, "Sounds good. I'll be right there," and took off her jacket to hang it on the chair. Her skirt came next, then her blouse, then her half-slip and stockings, then her earrings and watch. "You women sure do wear a lot of stuff," said Cade.