Trust: What's In A Name?

You internally chastise yourself for being so rude. “Joshua. A pleasure to meet you, Minerva.”

She looks down at your cock again and smiles up at you suggestively. “Not yet it isn’t. But if you’re lucky, maybe it will be.” She gives you a wink.

You suddenly face the realization that you have been standing buck naked in front of this gorgeous girl for the past minute or so, and immediately move to cover up. She laughs delightfully in her palms at the hilarious display of your insecurity.

You poke at her playfully: “Hey, you could’ve reminded me to cover up, don’t you think?”

She gives you a toothy grin, cocking her head slightly to the side. “You need to be reminded of that?” She giggles at you again.

She has a point. Maybe this place is starting to take hold of you. There’s no shot that you would have made a mistake like that a few days ago. Lost in thought, you barely notice as the enchanting demon-girl begins backing away.

“I’ll see you soon Joshua, promise.” She holds your reddened gaze for a moment, before heading off down the hallway.

What the hell was that all about? You fix your eyes on the swaying motion of her cute rump as it clings to the fabric of her short, tight skirt.

You slowly walk to the back of your cell and sit against the wall. That girl, Minerva…she has the look of a demon, but she acts nothing like the others.

You’ve started down this path of friendship, but can she really be trusted?

Either way, tomorrow is a big day. Best prepare for it.