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"She has chestnut brown hair that flows down below her shoulders and big brown eyes that will suck you into a whirlpool of emotions. Her smile lights up the room, and her beautiful teeth are as white as snow. She’s about five-nine or ten, slender frame, nice ass and medium size tits that stick out like ripe oranges. And….” Erin cut him off in mid-sentence and said, “I didn’t need to hear about those parts of her body. All I wanted was a general summary of her appearance and her demeanor is enough for right now.” “She was kind of perfect, actually. If it wasn’t for this investigation, I could have fallen for her,” Sean confessed, staring gloomily at the wall over Erin’s left shoulder. It was evident that it was a shock to his self-esteem. “If I had met her on the street or at my favorite Watering Hole, I would have asked her out.” “Wow…sounds like she made quite an impression on you, Sean.” "I don't understand it, I even gave her a PEP, but it had a zilch effect on her," he continued his ramble, muttering to himself as he expressed more ways of bigtits how she ultimately rejected his overtures. PEP was what the Bureau called a ‘Passion Enhancement Pill.' The latest invention from the Bureau’s advanced science Division. The name said it all. An agent just had to mix in some DNA of their own and some DNA of their target, and then slip it into the target’s food or drink. One taste of the mixture was enough to get the elements into their bloodstream, causing them to become emotionally attached to that particular agent. The biochemical effects imitated a lustful attraction or a strong urge in the target to please the person who administered the cocktail. It sexy was more of a surge of emotions that tentatively knocked the target off their feet and overtook them with heightened feelings of affection. It had something to do with the triggering of that part of the cerebellum that was responsible for emotions. The Bureau wasn’t too sure, and most agents never really understood how it worked, but it DID work. And it left the victim in a haze that fogged over their short-term memory of the agent that slipped it to them. But the mixture wasn't foolproof, and it only worked if there was already some sort of attraction between the target and the agent. Which was why everyone on the IDR team was uncommonly attractive. Let’s face it, who is drawn to a dull plain-Jane type person? Erin found that somewhat annoying that so much depended on looks, but hey, it came with the job. Erin found it a bit unusual that there was a girl who could actually resist Sean’s good looks and charm. She was especially mystified as to why the PEP had not influenced her. “Maybe she’s gay,” Erin quipped, trying to get Sean out of his funk. Her comment triggered something in Sean's mind, because he sprang out thai of the chair, thanked her, and ran out of her cubicle. Not that she minded, because she had so much paperwork to fill out, it made her head spin. Erin didn't think anything more about it japanese until her boss, the Special Agent in Charge, (SAC) walked in a couple of hours later. “Good morning, Special Agent Delacorte. I understand Agent Callahan told you about the situation he is in with his current investigation?” Erin’s boss mom mentioned. She nodded, wondering why the SAC came to her cubicle instead of calling her to his office. Technically, Agents weren’t allowed to discuss their investigations with one another. She wondered if she and Sean were in trouble for doing so. “We weren’t actually discussing any details of his investigation, just general roadblocks he'd run into during the investigation,” she volunteered in their defense. “It’s okay. You’re not in any trouble. I’m glad you did discuss it because Alexandra Singleton is the daughter of an important individual,” the SAC answered. She is very open to me, but will not reveal any of this to others outside of our little support group. “He's going to be so happy with me. I did it! Medical science has advanced to a point where disease has effectively been eliminated in the country. She was still panting mom when our lips met, but as my tongue slipped between her lips, it was eagerly greeted by her own. Which caused a response from her, “Remember Rule #1” I had to stop and think what rule #1 even was. If I had to guess, there had to be 3 or 4 times as many hunters as tributes. “You don’t understand.” I would just tweak her morality. Was that just about hooking up or did it include what we did when we were together? We reached the casualty collection area and laid the sniveling archer down. He winced bigtits but told us he thai liked it. Sam's head darted in. Their lips met. “Why sexy won’t you tell us where we’re going?”, Tisca asked from the back seat. I tried to find a connection with her through the haze of my own violent pleasure, but in her mind, there was only one japanese rational thought: Eat ass. “So, shall we?” I can see you are not done sleeping.