"My pheromone levels are completely turned off," a woman Shelly didn't recognize said, but she knew that voice. "This isn't my doing."
"Get away from her," Shelly screamed. "She's a spy working for the Knights!" No one moved or listened to her. "I'm serious," she screamed at them, trying to back away from the unknown woman. "She's sending them intel. We saw a video feed she's sending the Knights of everyone making plans in the Orange Bubble. Tell them, Jessica!" She turned to her girlfriend, but she was too busy with her hand down her pants and one perfect nipple rolling between her fingers as she got herself off. That tasty nipple called to her. It didn't help that she knew Jessica would welcome her touch, but there was more important matters to attend to.
"It's true," Becky said, coming to her aid. "There was a camera set up somehow to watch you, and then she spoke. Who is she?"
