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Meanwhile, Adam is given a hoovish Gift.

While David prepared his dinner, a Greek salad with a side of grapes and a glass of pulpy orange juice, his very own neighbor from the house next to his was wandering though the very same park. The warm spring air soothed the racing heart of Adam, a fellow runner who had completed another long run. Wiping his forehead dry with his thin forearm, Adam stood up and surveyed the park. He noted a woman, a satyr actually, pressuring herself as she rolled free and naked across the green-green grass of the park.

Adam frowned, looking away embarrassed, seemingly unaware of the growing number of Satyrs and best-folk that had developed suddenly that afternoon - this was always the case, surely? Adam shrugged, dismissing his sudden nerves as nothing and took a step forward. There was a light splash as his dark runner stepped into a small puddle of something but Adam carried on not looking at what must have been a puddle. It did rain this morning after all. If Adam were to have looked down, he would have found a small puddle of sticky, white liquid - an infectious substance that could lead to infection with even the slightest graze against bare skin.

Adam managed to get home but stopped at his front door and turned towards his neighbor's house. David, a satyr Adam was sure of it, but for some reason there was lingering sensation that this wasn't always the case. No, that's stupid, he thought. Dismissing his worries, Adam unlocked his door and entered his home. He first took of his singlet and let his sweaty chest breath. At last, Adam mused.

Adam kicked off one shoe and then, with both his hands, took off the other but stopped as his fingers touched something lukewarm and slimy. Adam stopped, bringing his coated fingers towards his nostrils and took a sniff. Adam's eyes widened and he threw his hand in the air and desperately began to wipe his hands dry on his running shorts. He calmed somewhat, although was immensely disgusted by the entire situation, and removed his stocks. Tossing them aside, Adam's posture stiffened as a strange sensation came over to him.

After a moment, something else flickered across him, and slowly Adam felt his checks grow warm as a new instinct kicked into full force...


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