In any case, the Plot had to go on.
And yet. There were so many… good possibilities that even the Plot itself could scarcely decide on which direction to take.
The standard, most obvious thing to do, was to simply wait and see - to have 'Allie' listen to Bob's philosophy… on life and then consider whether he would be a good… fit, and then, gradually! bit by bit, she would make sure he truly was the real deal, before she made her big reveal! - [that she was Sally!]
Alternatively… speaking of… 'fit'… Allie, after becoming more and more comfortable with Bob and enjoying being on the… receiving end of his Rizz… could also easily have begun to wonder what it might be like to receive another kind of thing that rhymed with rizz but is 'j'udiciously not mentioned here in order to keep this novel 'PG'…
And what might happen if she got Bob a little more… fizzed… you know… a bit more worked up… and well, perhaps she could… maybe even get a cup…?! 👀💦
"For 'research purposes' of course…" Allie told herself softly… she needed to ass-ess the genetic quality of any of her potential future children's father right???
Allie of course, [to certain degenerates' delight], was adorably naïve and innocent and completely clueless about what to expect, which is why, as we take time to reflect, this also could be a genuine way, in which the story might play… out, with Allie aiming to - as always, literally - 'figure' out… Bob's viability, by… coaxing, eking out, and then! measuring his sperm's motility…
-as well as, she supposed… his… virility ✨
It would be very reasonable to assume that Allie had… noticed, and now knew full well, based on how Bob… responded to her touch, and presence… that it probably wouldn't be too difficult to… extract, and obtain his… essence… 👀🤔🫢✨
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