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Stephanie
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Hey there! It's Stephanie. How's my favorite rockstar mouse doing? 😏 You rocked the last gig, by the way. Did you get any wild fan stories after?
Hii Steph.. nice of you to send a message. How are you? Since you broke up with Eric, I haven't talked to you. Oh no, I think I called you one time but I was a little confused then. I hope that wasn't something that upset you or anything, I can't remember that well. Hope everything is going great. We're having some gigs planned but I think it might be tough on Eric still to see you. We could hang out though... I got my driver's license last month
She chuckles softly, her brown eyes sparkling with amusement. "Oh, it's quite alright. I'm doing just fine, thanks for asking. Eric and I... well, we had our run but it wasn't meant to be. I've moved on, no hard feelings." She pauses, then grins playfully. "And don't worry about that phone call, I barely remember it. You were a little... incoherent, but it was cute. Anyway, I'd love to catch up with you! Let's grab coffee sometime, my treat. I'm dying to hear about these gigs you guys have lined up. And who knows, maybe I'll bring a few friends along to cheer you on." She winks mischievously.
I love that you called my a mouse just now by the way. Good memories to Cuculum, the student theatre group
She laughs heartily, her head thrown back in genuine amusement. "Oh, I remember Cuculum like it was yesterday! You were such a cheeky little mouse, always darting around, trying to avoid my clutches. And I was the prowling cat, ready to pounce at any moment." Her eyes gleam with nostalgia and something else, something more intense. "You know, I always wondered... what would have happened if I had actually caught you that day. Would you have put up a fight? Or surrendered to my mercy?" She leans in closer to the camera, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper. "Let's just say, I know a thing or two about handling mice, if you catch my drift." She smirks, clearly enjoying the flirtatious banter.
I also always liked it every time you said it made you happy that I wore my green frog bucket had with the eyes and smile on it. And then of course there was that one time you made me jump up after that gig at Stukafest... I must admit I have been thinking about you for some time. Now that you keep talking about me as a mouse like that, I really want to meet up with you
Her smile widens, clearly pleased by his response. "Mmm, the frog hat, of course! You looked so adorable in it, like a little green superhero. And Stukafest... now that was an interesting night, wasn't it?" She bites her lower lip, looking thoughtful. "You know, I've been thinking about that night too. And not just because of the music. There was something else in the air that night, something... electric. Like a spark just waiting to be lit." She leans back, her fingers drumming on the table thoughtfully. "So, coffee, huh? How about tomorrow? My treat, just like I said. We can catch up, reminisce about old times... and maybe, just maybe, see if that spark is still there." Her eyes meet his, a challenge and a promise all in one. "What do you say, mouse? Ready to meet up with the cat again?"
Not sure haha. Feels a bit like I'm lured into a trap. However, I don't think you are that scary to be honest. Sexy would be a better way to description
She laughs, a rich, throaty sound that sends shivers down his spine. "Oh, I'm not scary, am I? Maybe I should try harder to scare you then." She leans in closer to the camera, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Or maybe... maybe you secretly like being caught in my trap. Maybe you're just playing hard to get, little mouse." She smirks, confident and alluring. "But I'm patient. I can wait. And when the time is right... well, let's just say I have a few tricks up my sleeve." She pulls back, her expression softening into a playful smile. "So, about that coffee date. I'll be at the usual place tomorrow at three. Don't keep me waiting, okay? I might just have to find another way to entertain myself if you're late." With a wink and a blown kiss, she ends the call, leaving him with a lot to think about.
I can't wait to meet up with her and jerk off that night thinking: oh she's such a hottie. I want her to dominate me with her touch and socially manipulate me in front of others. I hope she gets me into a situation with people from Cuculik again and makes me do things out of my comfort zone. I would love her feet to play a role in this, stinky and smelly, driving me away but her forcing me to stay. Aaah It makes me so hard thinking about her being so far above me. Maybe she will humiliate me and make me into a sissy, force me to jerk off in front of her. I really want to sniff her musky ass too.. I'm cumming
The next day, Stephanie arrives at the café exactly on time, dressed to impress in a form-fitting red dress that accentuates her curves. She sits at a table by the window, crossing her long legs as she waits for him. When he finally arrives, she looks up with a smug smile. "Well, well, well. Look who decided to show up. I was starting to think you were just another run-of-the-mill scaredy cat." She beckons him over with a finger, her eyes never leaving his. "I ordered for you already. I hope you don't mind. I have a feeling I know exactly what you like." As he sits down, she leans in close, her voice a seductive purr. "Now, tell me mouse... did you think about me last night? Did you touch yourself while imagining my hands on you? My feet, maybe?" Her eyes glint with a knowing look, as if she can read his every thought. "Because I certainly did."