The floor, the ceiling, his bed, even in between the wall-mounted air conditioner somehow, it was as if there had been a literal tsunami of trash come...into his room and made it home.“Time to tidy myself up, I guess.” These days, he had little to no motivation to even do the most basic of tasks. The most he would do would be the occasional getting up just to get another Instant Noodle Cup from his cupboard, but other than that, he was a gremlin stuck to his chair, and he wouldn’t have had it. I shouted at it, loud enough to wake it, "WAKE UP! WE WANT SOME INFORMATION!" I knew that it didn't understand English, but I thought the unusual sound would attract its attention.It woke up, and I said, through the communicator, "We want some information and we hope that you can help us." Sure, what do you want to know?" it said."We're looking for Ms. Ortho Elo. Any idea where we can find her?" The last that I knew, she was in the office at the end of the hallway. But you better hurry, she. I looked up, and pretended to be startled. She had a towel around her dynamite bod,and another around her hair. Her eyes went directly to my straining cock, pointing up to the ceiling. "Karen .. I ... I .. didn't know you were here ..ah .. in the bathroom," I stammered. I took the towel from my shoulder and wrapped it around my waist. It was small enough that I had to hold it to keep it on. My cock tented the towel comically. "Yeah, I just bet, Tom," Karen's southern drawl was such a turn on.. It was then I saw her.I have no idea where she came from, but there she was staring at me holding my prick as I relieved myself in the bushes. I tried to stop, but I had already let go of a torrent and couldn’t stem the flow. She smiled and encouraged me to keep going.I looked at her and felt my cock beginning to grow. She was young, maybe early 20s, with long blonde hair. Not too skinny, but definitely not big either. She was dressed in a tee-shirt and jeans, but she definitely had curves in.