Lizzie answered the door and Erica was there. "Hi, ready for our date?" she asked.
"Uh ... yeah. But could we ... uh ... stop at your house first?"
Erica looked a little confused, but then her confusion turned into a smile, and a dirty one at that. It's the kind of smile that guys usually flashed, when they knew that they were going to have their way with a girl. Wait a minute, how did I know that? Lizzie thought for a second, but then she remembered that the computer gave her new memories to go along with her 16-year old body. It was strange, knowing all of this stuff but knowing that it was all false, so to speak. She was still sifting through all the new knowledge. Every now and then, some new memory flashed across her mind and she found herself pausing to think about it a little.
"Sure," Erica said, thinking that she'd get lucky.
But that wasn't the reason Lizzie wanted to go to her house. She wanted to use Erica's computer some more.
Ten minutes later, Erica escorted Lizzie into her house, thinking that she was in for a night full of sex.
