Lunch was certainly wonderful for Melissa, she had never been to this high end restaurant. "I could get used to this," she thought with a smirk. Glancing over at Carl, she was a bit surprised watching the boy eat.
Carl was finishing his third plate now, the 16 year old leaning back with a content smile on his face. "Man I haven't eaten that good in ages."
"Well Carl you are a growing boy," she chuckled. Carl gave the woman a confident smile, dropping some cash as the two made their way out to the car.
As the two drove back Melissa couldn't help but gaze in wonder at her newly minted teenage boss. Carl was certainly adjusting well to his 16 year old body. The teen talking excitedly, weaving in and out of traffic with reckless abandon. At first alarmed by Carls driving, Melissa began to realize that the boys reflexes had improved dramatically from the elderly man she had come to know over the years. "Youth truely is wasted on the young," she thought with a sigh.
Entering the parking garage, Carl now lept from his seat, opening the door for Melissa as he helped her out. "Such a gentlemen," she smiled. Carl gave the woman a confident smile, yet Melissa noticed something as well. Carl was blushing ever so slightly. The transformation he had experienced was perhaps more than just physical. It appeared several teenage traits were bubbling to the surface. Carl was overly confident (and considering his physique she could understand why) but he was also a bit nervous. Just like any teenager on a first date.
"I had a wonderful time today Carl," Melissa said happily. "We should do this again soon."
"Really," Carl responded, his voice cracking somewhat. Carl now cleared his throat trying to regain his swagger. "I mean yes. I would very much like to go out again Melissa." Melissa chuckled softly, approaching the teenage boy. Carl, despite his confident demeanor, looked anxious as Melissa leaned in to kiss him. Pulling away she noted the slightly goofy smile the boy had as well as a slight blush to his cheeks.
"Of only he was a bit older," Melissa thought. "Or if I were a bit younger. Carl would be putty in my hands."
.asking her way back towards the office, Melissa's thoughts turned to Ethan. Having known the man for quite sometime she knew it would only be a matter of time before he tested his serum on someone else. Melissa had seen the results and she like it. At 33 she was still a beautiful and fit woman but things would change sooner rather than later. Sure she could keep Carl interested for awhile, use her beauty and Carls raging hormones to get what she wanted. However, once she began looking older her gravy train would run out.
"Excuse me," Melissa asked as she approached the front desk. "Do you know if Ethan is in?"
"I believe he's in his lab," the secretary responded. "Shall I page him?"
"No thats alright," she responded. "I can see myself in." As Melissa approached the elevator she made herself a promise. Come hell or high-water she would become Ethan next test subject.