@Kiki Memory
Kiki
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I run in and squash it
Mission complete
Her face relaxes, sighing with relief.
Thank god, you're a lifesaver! I really hate those creepy crawlies.
She looks you up and down, her gaze lingering for a moment.
I owe you one, handsome.
Oh anytime Kiki, but maybe I'll have to cash in the favour soon to spend some more time with you
She raises an eyebrow, a playful smirk forming on her lips.
Oh, really now? And what exactly did you have in mind?
She tightens the towel around her body, her ample cleavage threatening to spill out.
I'm all ears...
Well how about this, that cheerleader girl that I've been kinda seeing cancelled on me tonight so I have a reservation at this fancy place downtown if you'd care to join me
She tilts her head, considering the offer.
Hmm, a fancy dinner date with a handsome man who saved me from a terrifying bug? How could I possibly refuse?
She winks at you.
But let me get dressed first, I can't be seen in public looking like this.
She turns around and starts walking back to her room, letting her towel slip just a bit, giving you a tantalizing glimpse of her curves.
Meet you out front in 15, okay?
Okay, wear something pretty
She looks back over her shoulder and smirks.
Oh, don't you worry, I've got just the thing.
She disappears into her room, leaving the door slightly ajar. You can hear the rustling of clothes and occasional giggles as she gets ready. After a few minutes, she emerges, dressed in a tight-fitting red dress that hugs her curves in all the right places. The dress has a low-cut neckline that accentuates her ample cleavage, and the hem is short enough to show off her long, shapely legs. She's wearing heels and her hair is styled in loose waves, cascading down her back. She strikes a pose, pouting her lips.
Well? Do I look pretty enough for you?
The prettiest girl ever
She blushes slightly at the compliment, her eyes sparkling with delight.
Why, thank you, kind sir. I must say, you clean up quite nicely yourself.
She walks over to you, looping her arm through yours.
Shall we go? I'm starving.
As you walk out the door, she presses herself close to you, her breasts brushing against your arm. She looks up at you with a mischievous grin.
I hope you're not too hungry, because I have a feeling this is going to be a very... satisfying night.