Clear your throat to get her attention
From Create Your Own Story
“Well, well,” you say, “it looks like you've made yourself comfortable.”
Krystal pulls herself away from the brink of climax and looks at you in shock.
“Do you like my little collection?” you ask. She looks at the dirty magazines as if she's seeing them for the first time. Then she looks around and realizes where she is.
“Mister George,” she says, “I'm sorry. I don't know how I...” She doesn't seem to know how to continue.
“How you ended up in my bedroom, masturbating to my porn?” you ask. Krystal nods.
“Me neither,” you say, “but you're definitely trespassing.” You let your words linger before you continue. “And I'd normally call the police, even on a neighbor.”
“But Mister George,” she says with a hint of fear in her voice, “it's just some misunderstanding. I don't even know how I got here. Maybe I got our doors confused. Maybe it was the heat. ”
You smile. “And the heat made you make yourself at home with my gentleman's interest magazines?” You savor her deep blush before you continue, “I don't buy that, and I doubt the police would either.”
She starts to protest, but you cut her off. “Relax,” you say, “I am flattered by your interest. You clearly want me, so why don't we both enjoy the situation?”
Krystal stares at you from her position on the bed. “You mean sex?”
You chuckle at her naïvety. “Of course I mean sex. That way we both get what we want, nobody gets a spotted record, and nobody's fiance hears about anything.”
She starts to retort, “If you think I want your...” but your serious gaze stops her. “Look, I'll do something for you, but you cannot penetrate my vagina, okay?”
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