Tell him to get out
From Create Your Own Story
"Get out" you repeat, hoping this time it works it's way through his thick skull.
"Sorry" he mumbles.
He reaches for the robe hanging up behind the door. He hands it to you and turns to leave.
Over his shoulder he comments, "You really should lock the door when you are having, ahem 'Private Time', it could save you a lot of embarrassment"
| Furry Status (you) | ||
| Health | 100 | Equipment:
Nothing |
| Gender | Female | |
| Species | Equine | |
