Sophia pulled up the system map and located a hotel she often used an hour away.
'Perfect.'
Locking the location, Sophia changed her gears and started driving at full speed towards the hotel. Her time was limited but her consciousness was still there and so was her control.
The testosterone in her body was only psychological. It didn't affect her body but it did affect her mind. Driving with her state of mind would've been dangerous had it been any normal person, but this was Sophia.
Sophia Harper who had been tortured for more than four years. Her control for personal testosterone was the best of the best. Her self-restraint was enough to let her drive safely even with more than a handful of love eggs vibrating inside of her.
Besides the unusual flush of her cheeks and the slight sweat that was starting to make her milky skin glow, there was no sign of abnormalities with her.
