Rachel rocked back, her mind reeling.

“What? Aphrodisiacal qualities?"

A series of horrifying images crossed her thoughts

Her finger, recently bathed in her female juices, brushing across

Sarah's innocent lips Last Thursday.

Screwing in her office with Jeremy Friday afternoon

Maria moaning into her mouth, their tongues entwined, on Wednesday.

A loving kiss on Alex's cheek, earlier that evening.

Make-up sex with Josh, just a few hours ago.

“We call it our nectar," she heard Rachel saying. "Or ambrosia."

"No," she moaned, holding her head in her hands. "What have I done?

Will they all become like me? Driven by urges they can't control?"

Althea huffed impatiently and stretched her hands above her head, showing off her magnificent breasts. The sound was eerily Like that of her mother when she was aggravated with her as a child.

“Urges you can't control? Or just don't want to? Get a grip on yourself, Rachel

Tell me. Is a hammer evil?"

“A hammer? No. It's just...a hammer. A tool."

“And so are the powers I possess and will wield through you, until you can stuff me back into my own body. Among those powers is my nectar. It is not good. It is not evil. It simply is. A hammer can help build a house or it can cave in a man's skull. The good or evil rests within the hand that uses it and the mind which gives it action."

“But know this. I have never used my power to harm a human. I have never taken an unwilling lover. I have never raped anyone, man or woman. Every single person who has come to my bed has done so of their own free will. I would have slain that bastard Peter with the power of my own mind before I Let him use me to rape that girl. And I know you.

You would no more use that power for evil than I would."

“But...what we did the other day with Maria. When we...when I..."