Get to know her better, intimately

After your encounter at the mall, you know that Melissa means exactly what she says, and now that you're somewhere less public you feel much more comfortable taking your time to use her to your heart's content. You silently thank Charles and the unseen doctor for whatever it was they did to you—or is it what they did to everyone else? You're still a little unclear on that point. Either way, you intend to take full advantage of your liberties here, and there's no better way to start than by taking full advantage of Melissa.

You think to yourself: what would you have wanted to do in your old life, if you could have? That makes it obvious. You've always had a strange fascination with the idea of treating a girl like a living doll, playing with her body however you feel like; fucking her, yes, but also feeling her up, fingering her, posing her in different positions, just running your hands all over her and squeezing her soft flesh in your hands. You doubt any of the women you've slept with before would have let you impersonally scrutinize her body like a side of meat, meticulously exploring all of her most private places—but Melissa will, and then some.

"Well," you say to her out loud, watching her reactions as you choose your words slowly, "if we're going to be neighbors, I'm sure I'll be jerking off into you or onto you on a regular basis. But I do want to get to know you better, both inside and out. So maybe we can chat for a bit while I inspect your body and play with your holes? I want to get a good idea of what kind of a sex toy you're going to be for me. I'll probably fuck you later on, too. How does that sound?"

For the first few moments you're worried that you're somehow going too far speaking to her that way, but Melissa's only reaction is to nod along casually as you talk. When you finish she says, "That sounds fine, John. I mean, I assumed most of my new neighbors would come by to try out the new slut sooner or later—you're the first, by the way, congratulations." She gives you a joking wink and a thumbs-up. "So, yeah, go ahead and use my body any way you want to. I want to be a good neighbor to you—just think of me as your 'next-door whore'!" She giggles a bit at this last part, which she says in a sort of singsong tone that makes it sound like a quote or a common phrase—which no doubt it is, here. She takes a step back and beckons you further into her apartment, saying, "Come on in. Do you want to use me here or in the bedroom?"

You look around the living room which makes up this side of her apartment. It's a bit larger than your own, but still cozy. To your right is a leather couch with soft-looking cushions, and a few chairs made of a clear plastic like acrylic with deeply cupped seats. "Let's start in here," you say, closing the door behind you. First things first, you unbutton your fly and pull out your rapidly hardening cock, sighing in relief as it springs free of the confinement of your pants. Melissa reaches out towards it as if to give you a handjob, but you stop her. "No, don't worry about that," you explain as she gives you a slightly surprised look. "I was just getting more comfortable. Just stand there for now while I play with your body." She shrugs easily and relaxes her arms, letting them hang by her side as she waits for you to make the next move.