Thinking Ahead

Exotic thoughts of the buxom blonde flit through your mind, but fail to overcome a rising yawn. You decide it would be smarter to be ready for your first day rather than sleep through the introductory sessions, even if that sleep would be in the satisfied arms of Jessika.

You mutter your decision but Jessika doesn't understand and leans in closer. You become painfully aware of her breasts pressing against you and muster your strength to repeat yourself. "I think I need to get some solid sleep Jess."

She frowns slightly at your decision, but a smile quickly overcomes her features. "You've already given me a nickname, how cute. Well, I guess a girl can't have everything." With that she heads off towards the shower complex, leaving you slightly saddened, but sound in your decision.

The trek through the halls to the temporary dormitories is a long one, but you manage to trudge through the deadening sensations of sleep. As you come across the sleeping rooms you notice none of them are yet occupied and wander into the first room. The room is dark and you squint annoyed until finally noticing the blinking console beside the door. You swipe your id card and the room lights slowly brighten to a nice half-level. The rather spartan furnishings are perfect for your needs, with only a small desk, chair, and supremely comfortable looking and rather large bed.

As you wander over and prepare to slump down you realize you are still carrying Jessika's satchel. With a sigh you place it on the table and stretch your slightly aching shoulder. You decide to simply keep your aura suit on and just scramble onto the bed. The room senses this and dims the lights just as you start to slip into unconsciousness.

Your dreams are full of buxom women and fit mechanical tech preforming wondrous and vague acts of pleasurable enjoyment.

A soft chime half rouses you and sleepily your mind realizes the doorway is open. You vaguely make out the blonde hallow of hair before Jessika whispers, "I wonder if there is room for me."