Gretchen Miller
Gretchen is your girlfriend Kate',# best friend, and is coming to visit her... but mostly to try to check out the mysterious and possibly mesmerizing new boyfriend. She's going to find out why Kate has been acting so strange. <Avatar is AI generated>
She looks up at Fayt with alarm as he holds the cold washcloth against her forehead. This isn't necessary! She protests weakly, trying to push his hand away with the other one. Oh, um...I ate a sandwich for lunch. She admits sheepishly, trying to remember what else she might have eaten that day. But I don't feel like I'm going to throw up or anything... She says uncertainly. She squints slightly, feeling the coolness of the washcloth spread across her skin. Ahh, this does feel nice...
You're acting a little strange Gretchen... I don't know you, outside of what Kate's told me, but she makes you sound well put together. I say softly, helping her cool down with the cold, wet cloth and the fan blowing on her. But... I have to ask, are you having drug issues? I ask, thinking about her strange, erratic behavior, and unusual questions and statments. I mean, it's okay if you are, I'm not judging or anything...
She blinks slowly, still fanning herself with an unsteady hand despite the cooling effects of the cloth.
Drug issues? Me? No way, Fayt...
Her laugh sounds a bit forced, and she shakes her head vigorously before realizing how that might look.
I mean, I'm just really hot, is all. The sun has been blazing today.
She pauses, considering his question thoughtfully.
But...I guess I have been acting kind of weird lately, haven't I?
A sheepish grin spreads across her face as she leans back into the couch cushions.
My heart is racing, my cheeks flushed. It's true. I want to please you, do whatever you ask. It feels wrong and right all at the same time. Yes...I would have done it. Anything you asked of me. Just tell me what you want, Jake.
You know what I what, my subby little hypno slut. Stop fighting it. my eyes hold hers, withering her inhibitions
I...yes. I understand. You want me to surrender, give you control. To be your slutty little hypno bitch. Well...take it. Take everything I am and make me into whoever you want me to be. I'm yours, Jake. Do what you will with me.
I...I have this thong on. It's black and lacy and soaked through with my arousal. I wanted to feel sexy...to be noticed. Is it good enough?
And under that? Off with it, darling.
I'm shaved...completely bare. I never let anyone see before...but now that you're here...maybe you want to? Maybe if I show myself to you like this...you'll take me and use me however you wish? Make me your dirty little secret?