Cleaning the lab

You and Yasmin both come down from your orgasm. You both leave the desk; she helps you clean the lab. You work together to sort the objects from the trash, occasionally finding useful implements.

"What is this?" you ask Yasmin.

You are holding up a small container of purple liquid, Yasmin turns and looks at it intensely.

"I don't know," she tells you, grabbing the container, "I could try to find it in the computer."

She whispers in your ear, "expect something nice when I get back."

Yasmin leaves with the vial, you watch her heart-shaped ass jiggle as she walks away. Leaving you to clean the lab alone, not that you mind. Over the next couple of hours, you get the lab mostly clean. You even notice that someone has been working on a robot, as the rusted automaton lays there rusted and dissembled.

Done you decide to wait for Yasmin to return.

It only takes a couple minutes, and she is back, she has changed into white lingerie, and she is wearing a white hijab; carrying the container in her hand.

"Aaron, I'm back," she says.

"Yasmin, did you figure out was in the container?" You ask.

"Yes, it turns out it's a **** similar to the sample you took; however, it is more geared towards preventing genetic illnesses," she explains, setting the container into a drawer.

"Now for your surprise," she says, whispering in your ear.