Neighbors from upstairs
From Torg Adventure
As Jasmine leaves, Bryan saw three good-looking girls, probably from one of the female floors, in the hall. They split up and entered the three rooms on his end of the hall, including his own room. The girl who came into his room was a tall, leggy blonde with small, perky boobs under a tight tee shirt and wearing a knee-length blue skirt.
"Hi, I'm Stacy. Jasmine is usually our R.A., and she asked me to come down and reinforce her message." Stacy lifted up her shirt, revealing a pair of modest tits, B-cup or so, with hard nipples. "If things go well on this floor ... If Stacy gives us a thumbs-up, you may have a shot of these, or the tits of other girls from our floor. So, don't screw up. The rules aren't that hard to follow, and they don't really restrict you from anything, except causing trouble."
"I'm Bryan. I'll be good," Bryan replied, eying her chest.
"In that case, you may touch them for one minute, Bryan." Stacy kept the tee shirt pulled up and winked at him.
Bryan shook his head briefly to make sure this wasn't a dream, and stepped to Stacy. He cupped both breasts and caressed them gently. He ran his thumbs over her nipples, and she closed her eyes and purred. Then he flicked his fingertips rapidly on her nipples. Stacy gasped. He pinched; she squealed. They seemed very sensitive.
"Time's up," Stacy said, puffing from her excitement. "That was nice. I look forward to socializing with you in the future. Have a nice day." She dropped her shirt, turned on her heels, and walked out the door.
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