Fantasy Life/ Page 12
From Create Your Own Story
You bend over behind Nichole and put your mouth next to her bejeweled ear. You can smell the citrus of the shampoo that she used in her hais as the golden whisps brush against your skin. You breathe in deeply then whisper into her ear, "You should slip off those panties and let me sniff them."
Nichole turns slowly to grin at you, then looks cautiously around the area to see if anyone is listening. She swivels her office chair around to face you. You almost think she might do it when she looks up at you through half-lidded eyes and asks, "What makes you think I'm wearing any?" Her question hangs in the air for a moment before your gaze drifts to the woman's bare knees protruding from her business-appropriate skirt. You watch transfixed as she slowly spreads her knees apart further and further.
| Status | ||
| Health | 100% | Equipment:
none |
| MP | 0 | |
| Level | 1 | |
