Rick was a rather large young man. His size was all the more apparent in the small kitchen. Barirah liked his dark hair and green eyes and the way his...veins stretched along his forearms."So, how are you likin' Woburn?" It's nice. It's less busy than Omaha is." Barirah began fiddling with a cloth on the counter as Rick fixed himself a cup of water."Yea, this place isn't a hot spot or nothin', but you'll enjoy it if you can fit in." Yea..." Her voice trailed off as she thought about all the. ..."want what?" I ask wanting to humiliate her, wanting her to show me she is a slut... "say the words" I say.....she bites her lip, and I can see her mind trying to work out what to say, but her pussy takes over and she quietly mumbles "I want your cock.....now".More confident I step forward...."You are a little slut aren't you" I tease her, hissing the words, I love watching her squirm and now she has her hand on my balls and she is fondling them and gripping my cock with her other hand,. When the door to the locker room opened up, she entered into the white tiled room, went past the showers to her locker, and opened it up to find her clothing and shoes. She pulled the straps off of her shoulders and pulled the swim suit off her breasts, down to her hips and let it fall to the floor. She looked into the mirror she kept in her locker. She absolutely loved her body. She let her hands trace down between her C cup breasts to her flat tummy. She had started training at a very young. The process of turning the world into my personal domain or empire would take a while, but I would milk it for all of the fun and games possible. What else could I interrupt? Weddings? Funerals? Bachelor or bachelorette parties? Barbeques? Potlucks? Tailgate parties? Fraternity keggers? Sorority hazing rites?Yeah, this spelled nothing but new delights for yours truly. But cosplay conventions were a great place to start, no doubt of that. I adored nerds and geeks of all kinds, after all. I would.