As she drove, the woman placed a cigarette in her mouth and lit it. "I don't know about you, but I'm fucking exhausted. What a night. I don't think my pussy ever felt so sore."
Crystal stared at the woman almost the entire way. The woman was talking like she had actually whored herself out all night. But Crystal knew better. She knew all the whores, escorts, and strippers in town and this woman wasn't one of them. Then there was the fact that this woman changed into a whore right in front of her, like magic. The woman obviously had false memories. But for some reason, Crystal thought it was more than that. That more than just the woman's memories and appearance had changed.
They were almost to Crystal's apartment when suddenly they heard a police siren. Crystal turned around and saw a police car directly behind them with its lights on.
"Shit," the woman said. "Just what I need today."
