Morgan smiled at the notion of being rich.<strong>"Alright. Being filthy rich sounds nice, and so does keeping myself safe from being turned into one... Though if I could just turn into one and keep my intellect..." </strong>she thought for a moment and shook her head.<strong>"Okay. So its decided. We go out and search for the cure. We'll then determine the use later, in the most fair way possible... Involving sexy games and whipping" </strong><br/><br/>She went to grab her bottle of gin... only to realize there was no gin there still. Damn waitress. Just looking at her cute butt made her frustrated. She noticed Gareth was looking at her tail with longing and desire. Huh, maybe she'll get to at least watch her get fucked.