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William stepped out of the bus and had a look around. He had no idea where he was, but there was barely anyone around. The girl was looking at her surrounding as well, confirming his theory that she was trying to escape him to avoid apologizing.

“Hello,” Will spoke, startling the girl who had her back to him. She turned around with wide eyes, but didn’t speak. “Sorry to be a bother, but I think you forgot to apologize for calling me a degenerate?”

“W-What? And you’d get off the bus just to throw that in my face? Fuck off!” she said aggressively and collecting herself incredibly quickly. She stood with a straight back and a hand on her wide hips as she stared at him with defiant eyes. “Just because the other guy did something dumb doesn’t mean you couldn’t have touched me.” Just as she said that, her left eye faintly twitched. She eyed him up and down, clearly checking him out. Her glare softened, and she moved her hair back with a single, arrogant-looking gesture. “If you apologize for being such an ass, maybe I’ll consider us even.”

Even? She had to be joking. William had to swallow an annoyed snarl. He was thinking of only going so far as to get her to apologize, but now he was determined to go further. Much, much further.

“You want me to apologize?” he said, chuckling humorlessly. “No, I don’t think that’s what you want to her from me.” As he let the words out, he did the same to the girl as he had done to the molester just before. He made the sexual energy ooze out of him and into her and watched. She blinked for a moment, then looked at William up and down again. She pursed her lips. Her glare was completely gone by now. But it wasn’t enough. William was pissed. He wanted to put the girl in her place. He continued filling her with sexual energy without putting a finger on her. She was starting to get visibly bothered, shifting her weight on each foot as she tried to ignore the heat coming from between her legs.

William took a step towards her, staying precisely at arm’s length. The girl’s lip quivered, her eyes locked on his. Her face was flushed and she was consciously trying to keep her breathing under control. She swallowed. “W-What? What do you think I want you to say?” she asked.

“I don’t know. I just have a feeling,” Will shrugged, giving her a smug smile. He poured more energy into her, and he could practically see her barriers falling apart as her breathing became heavier and her pupils dilated.

If there was something William had experienced in the flesh when Ishtar was messing with his head was how overwhelming lust can affect one’s thoughts and actions. The need for orgasmic release leads people to do and say things they wouldn’t normally do, forgoing reason. Why on earth would you pay for a premium subscription to a porn site when there are millions of videos to watch for free? Oh, but that girl looks so great you just HAVE to watch it. Now, what happens if you multiply that feeling by, say, five? You get what happened to the man on the bus, apparently. So what if you go just one step further? The blonde girl gave William the answer. She threw herself at him, pressing her sexy, curvy body against his and holding him as she mashed her lips into his, her tongue begging for entrance into his mouth. William restrained himself, remaining as still as a statue as she kissed his closed lips and attempted to entice him with her large bosom on his chest.

She pulled away and looked at him, pleading, begging for him to reciprocate. He didn’t need words to understand. “What’s this? I thought I was a degenerate. Why are you doing this?”

“I don’t fucking know,” she gasped and started stroking his hair. “I don’t know what came over me, but I don’t care. I need you, baby. I need you bad. I want you to fuck me.”

“Hmm? And why would I want to do that with a girl so ready to put an innocent man in such a compromising situation? That could’ve gone very bad for me, and I didn’t do a thing.”

“Fine, I’m sorry!” she said, but William knew hear heart wasn’t in it. She was saying it to get him to fuck her. Nothing else. “Forgive me, baby. I’ll do anything for you,” she said sultrily.

“Anything?” he asked, innocently raising an eyebrow.

“Anything,” the girl nodded, licking her lips suggestively.

God, this was so stupid and cliché, but he couldn’t help the immense satisfaction it brought him. This total stranger who was acting like a bitch for absolutely no discernable reason was begging for his touch. How could he not love it?

“What if I wanted to take you to a love hotel and have my way with this sexy body of yours?”

“Yes please,” she said, nearly groaning in pleasure at the idea. “Oh my god, please do it. Take me.”

It really felt like cheating at life. Ishtar was right. Any and all women could be his if he wanted. He hadn’t laid a finger on the girl, said nothing in anyway flirtatious, and he’d still gotten her into such a state. It felt… good. Satisfying. Empowering. He took a deep breath, smiled at the girl and pulled away from her. Before she could voice the clear worry in her face, Will offered her his hand.

“Shall we look for a good, place, then?”

The girl smiled, took his hand with a light shudder as they interlaced fingers, and the two walked off to look for a love hotel. But Will wasn’t done with his lesson yet. After all, she hadn’t learned anything.

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