Ask your hot neighbors for a favor.

For your first human fuck, you decide to go for the hot girls living in the house next door. It's home to three college girls, and you'd struck up a friendly, neighborly relationship with all three.

Caitlyn and Isabelle were your typical hot blonde sorority girls, giggly and loud and just begging for a good fuck.

Caitlyn was taller and slimmer, her athletic figure and shapely ass always eye-catching in her yoga pants and tank tops.

Isabelle was shorter, but with bigger, softer breasts and a rounder ass.

Then there was the third housemate, Evelyn. Evelyn was Asian, with smaller but still nice-looking breasts and ass. Her hair was dyed a different color every two weeks (purple at the moment), and she always wore fashionable and form-fitting clothes that gave her a seriously sexy hipster chick vibe.

You walk up to their door, laptop case in hand, and ring the doorbell. Caitlyn answered, smiling her gorgeous, wide, blue-eyed smile.

"Hi Luke! What's up?" she asks, sounding far peppier than you think you've ever felt. And today's the most excited you've been in months! You smile back and answer.

"Hey Cait, sorry to call unexpectedly. I was just wondering if I could do some work in your living room, or something? The AC is broken at my place and I was about to drive to a coffee shop when I realized, hey, this could also be a chance to get to know my neighbors better."

"Um, yeah, sure, that sounds good," Caitlyn says. You can see the faintest hint of a frown in the lines of her forehead -- she's a little surprised by your request. You try to build a flowing conversation to put her at ease.

"Again, sorry to kind of barge in. I just have to send some stuff in to the company as quick as I can and I thought this could cut down on time, since gameday traffic is probably a nightmare."

She laughs at that, nodding and agreeing. "I don't think I'm driving anywhere today until it's way later," she says.

"So what were your plans for the rest of the day?"

"I mean, I was gonna do some work too, first. Not real work like you, though, just, like, homework for my classes."

"That's definitely real work," you say. "What kind of stuff are you working on right now?"

You see a light appear in her eyes as she opens her mouth to speak. "Actually, there's this one project going on in a Psych class that I have to do that's super interesting, or at least I think it is, but basically it's like there's this set of questions we have to ask people and then also just have to spend free-form time with them to fill out all these evaluations and look for marks of different psychological traits. I have a couple more people to do still," she says. She cocks her head a bit and looks at you, her eyes wide and shining. "Do you have a little bit of time? I could do you if you want me to."

"I'd love for you to do me," you say. "Let me get some of this work done first, though." As you were taught in Chosen training, human women require a delicate balance of attention and lack thereof -- ignoring other priorities too much can make you seem ****, but ignoring her makes you seem too aloof. You decide to pretend to work for about half an hour and then spend time with Caitlyn for her psych evaluation.