Such a sight. I had never seen the like. Miss Scarlet, plumper than I, had soft, white flesh, the smoothest I’d ever seen. Her perfect rounded breas...s wobbled as she moved, her dark, engorged nipples standing hard and erect. I watched her glide across the room to the chaise longue and there, position herself on the red velvet. Arms above her head, thighs open; her soft belly writhed as she lay back. The movement stirred the mass of tightly curled auburn hair covering her mound. Beneath that, oh. ”“I need to check my emails.”“You won’t be able to walk. Don’t bother. C’mere,” he said, tugging me back.“What makes you think I won’t be able to walk?”“Because I made sure of it. Now get over here before you wake me.”“You are awake.”“I’m not. On-call forces you to...” he yawned, not even bothering to finish the sentence.I bit my lip. I technically could get by without checking in until noon. If it was past seven then there were at least twelve supervisors on the floor by now, and all of them. In a way, it was more peaceful, but in another way, it was worse, like I should feel guilty for my feelings.Jesus ... The more I thought about this situation when it happened to me, the more I realized just how right Nicole was about May. Instead of stopping myself from feeling about that way for her though, I just excused Megan. Okay, so I knew how she feels. If I were in her situation, knowing I wouldn't get the guy, I'd just want them to be friendly and wait for the feelings to wear. " you reply, squinting against the morning sun as you try to read the lettering on the van parked in front of your house. "That's me. What's this about?" I'm Agent Smith, from the Monster Immigration Bureau. I'm here with your, erm, new housemate." She glances to your wrinkled shirt and gym shorts, then looks back to your face. "Did you forget that they were arriving today, Mr. Doe?"Furrowing your brow in confusion, you try to understand what she's trying to tell you. Of course everyone had.