Chapter 102

• Like every guy he knew, Korbin had long wished to touch the bare skin of the school hottie, Marissa, or smell her long, strawberry blonde hair. She was known as a slut in the most popular social circle but, to the common people, she was an angel of unattainable perfection and had earned the nickname The Queen among those who could only touch themselves while looking at the one public, bikini-picture of her online profile.
• It was worse for Korbin; Marissa was his step-sister. She hated him, he hated her, yet couldn’thelp masturbating to the sound of running water whenever The Queen was in the shower adjacent to his room.
• In sex or in death, today should bring great change, he mused before asking Marissa to come down into his make-shift basement laboratory to be his assistant.