You chuckle. A lot of people must have flirted with her and have unsavory thoughts. Who could blame them? She is quite a looker.

"Not if you don't want to," you a.s.sure.

Seeing how she is still hesitant, you decide this isn't worth your trouble. You just want to have a good grasp of your power, and she isn't the only person you could test your power on.

"Anyway, I have places I need to be, so see you around. Thanks for the meal."

You didn't pay the girl any more thought after that. You left the restaurant and returns to your car.

The waitress returns to her job. She takes a few more orders, finding it becomes harder to understand some people's accent. Just a moment before, she could hear their order clearly or know exactly what they wanted without them speaking up.

"Can you please repeat that?"

"Da is wong wid you, girl? I aid it ike fiv ties. I arnt sying it again."

The customer is very annoyed. She quickly apologizes and writes down the order as best as she could and brings them over the chefs.

"Is isn't what I ave order!" one of the customers complained when their meal brought to them a few minutes later. As soon as another customer complain, the owner calls her.

"Anna, you should take a break."

While that was happening in the restaurant, you are in your car. You make sure that the screenplay is safe and secure. It is your current lifeline to stardom. You have several places you can go to try your luck at getting some movie funding, and you write those places down on a piece of paper.

Before you could drive away, the waitress knocks on your side windows.

"I have a break right now, so can do for me what you did before?"

It hasn't been more than 15 minutes since you left the restaurant. Seems like you underestimate how empowering it feels to be able to do one's job effortlessly.

Communication skill is very important, and the girl is obviously lacking in that department. Should you help her or not, even if it was temporary?

But then again, you are effectively wasting your life to help a stranger.

You have checked how much of your life you had used when you boosted her Communication Skill. It was much less than what you did to your mum because hers was S+ Rank while the girl is B-Rank.

It didn't take a genius to know that lower the rank will cost less sacrifice. This is the same with shorter the duration. In any case, it is still going to cost you to become adept at your power.

You weigh your decision for a moment.

"Sure, come in," you tell her and unlock the car door. She enters your car.

"Let me see your hand again," you request. She allows you to do so.

You channel your power once more and allows your lifeforce to enter the woman. It is slow at first but becomes quicker. You take note of her facial expression and gasping as you speed up the transference.

You wonder what happened if you flood her system instantly. You held back the desire to experience until the last moment. Your life energy floods her body like a tidal wave, boosting her skill. She gasps and grips your hand tightly as her body uncontrollably shakes.

She is having an o.r.g.a.s.m! Not just once or twice.

It is an incredible discovery. You quickly take back your hands and watch the girl panting heavily. Her face is flushed with red. Her c.u.n.t is damped. Her nipples are fully erected. You didn't need to use your power to see through her clothing to know that.

She looks at you hazily. Her hands stroke your arms gently.

"I feel so hot."

"Yeah, me too." You agree.

One thing after another, your car is now parked somewhere secluded. Your hands grip the around her slender waist tightly as you pound her tight c.u.n.t from behind. Her nimble b.u.t.t ripples under your hard f.u.c.king.

"f.u.c.k, f.u.c.k me!" she calls out as she grips the wire fence tightly. "Harder!"

You aim to please as you plow her p.u.s.s.y with even more reckless abandonment. It has been a long time since you f.u.c.ked anyone.

"I'm going to c.u.m! OMG!"

Her p.u.s.s.y gushes juices, coating your d.i.c.k and your b.a.l.l.s swung back and forth.

"What a f.u.c.king s.l.u.t!" You gave her a.s.s a few hard slaps, leaving your marks. Your d.i.c.k continues to pistons in and out of her. She moans and groans under your relentless a.s.saults, wrecking with endless o.r.g.a.s.ms.

Minutes later, you found yourself reaching the climax. You quickly pull your d.i.c.k out and drops the girl onto the ground.

She pants breathlessly as she looks up at you. Her bountiful chest heaves up and down while her mind trying to process what is happening. She just has s.e.x with a customer, and it feels so awesome.

She yelps when your d.i.c.k explodes all over her face. Strands and strands of hot, steamy c.u.m plasters onto her feature. Some overshoots and hit her hair.

You continue to jerk and let out all your bottle up c.u.m.

Once you done, you step back and have a good look at your work. She is drenched in your c.u.m, and it will be very difficult to explain when she returns to work. She will have to take the rest of the day off.

As for you, you have places you need to be.

You let out a sigh and place a hand on her head and press your d.i.c.k against her lips. You need to clean yourself before meeting all those higher ups.