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And he was about to combine his DNA with hers. Something that was actually not Jim, but was literally inside his body. It was utterly convincing. He panicked. The scent of her perfume was intoxicating, and he could feel his cheeks flush hotly. He couldn’t help fantasizing a little, imagining them joyriding him instead of those inflatable rafts. It’s kind of a re-try at my first series The Grateful Virus, but it’s unrelated, a different world with a different guy coincidentally named Jim being bred by a different virus. Those same sudden lustful wide-eyed stares. Sure, he’d ogled a waitress a little. What the hell was he waiting for? She was smaller and more delicate than Xiu, and she was incredibly tight. As she began to ride him, the urgency somehow just grew stronger. What? “Worth a shot, right?” Chyou said as she straddled him. It wasn’t uncommon to see them out and about in Shanghai, the fashion capital of China.