Let’s just say I was almost able to cook and shower at the same time. Not that I cooked a lot. My microwave was my best friend. My apartment wasn’... much, but at least I could say it was mine. I was proud of my own little place, my shell to retreat to when needed. ------------------------------------------------------- The next morning I sat at my desk, absentmindedly browsing through forums of my favourite game sites. Melissa’s sweet voice was still echoing in my head. “I want to do it.” I. The door clicked and swung open. “Like I said, the generator’s off for the night.” Oh. Jenny. Right.Here was a petite woman about my age, mid-twenties, wearing a thin flowing top and maybe nothing else. She took in my face and party clothes, then peered down at my shoes. When she looked back up she was smiling. “Ok, sure, come on in. Like I said, no power but Jonas’ll be here in a bit and he can run you into town. I’m Marcy. Want some tea? I make it myself.”The only light came from a fireplace. My cycling shorts are very revealing and the outline of my fat flaccid cock can be clearly seen through the fabric.Not sure if I should go straight to the shower room I stroll over to her at her desk and ask how her weekend was.As she is seated,, my bulging cock is within a meter of her face and in her eyeline, I wondered if she would look at it.She maintained eye contact which disappointed me as I was curious to see her reaction.I decided to end the small talk and go get my shower.On my way. ” Ruslan said with a sigh. “Keeping them all here will be difficult.”“I might have an idea for that,” Evelyn replied a slight smile on her face.It was an hour later when, both Evelyn and Ruslan left the secured warehouse heading deeper into the city.“I still think this is a really bad idea. Remember the last time you met with him, both teams screwed that up.” Ruslan told Evelyn.A slight smirk on her face, Evelyn responded, “You really think they could resist the challenge we set up for them?.