Head for the address on the paper
From Create Your Own Story
You pocket the paper and pull the booth babe into a comforting hug. "Thanks," you say. "I didn't mean to scare you. You're just a very beautiful young lady, and very hard to resist."
You feel her relaxing slightly. You kiss her on the cheek. You borrow her pen and paper and write your phone number and address down before handing it to the booth babe. "If you ever want company, call me," you whisper. "I promise to play nice."
The booth babe giggles as you head out. "I'll call DeeDee right away," she says with a smile.
You arrive at the address in question to find that it's a small -- very small -- house. A feminine giggle comes from inside in response to your knock. The door opens to reveal DeeDee, with hair exactly as described: flowing, wavy red locks with a distinct black line running directly down the center. She's short, perhaps five-foot-nothing, and about as wide as she is tall. You guess her to be in her late 20's. Her massive chest is practically ripping through the front of her nightgown, the only item of clothing she has on. "Come in," DeeDee purrs. "I figured you'd show up soon."
You step inside and DeeDee closes and locks the door behind you. After the 30-second tour, which reveals the house to consist of a tiny living room, cramped kitchen, luxurious bathroom and massive bedroom, DeeDee locks the bedroom door behind you and removes her nightgown. Her skin is the color of cream. She pulls you in for a hug and you press your body against her soft curves.
DeeDee climbs onto the bed, legs spread. "Get your clothes off and join me," she purrs.
The booth babe wasn't kidding, you think as you strip. DeeDee isn't messing around. She's as horny as me and then some.
| Status | ||
| Health | Horny | Location: |
| MP | 0 | |
| Level | 4 | |
