Stick to Sonya

Hey, sometimes you need a good challenge. And the hunt usually makes the meat taste sweeter. You wait for the coast to be clear, and walk up to Sonya’s door. After contemplating what you’re going to say, you give a polite knock. Inside you hear an annoyed sigh, “I swear to GOD Johnny if you can’t learn to take a hint-“ the door is yanked open from the inside to reveal Sonya, who has taken off her vest and is in just a sports bra that barely contains her breasts.

You cannot help but notice her nipples are poking through a little when she says “Oh, sorry. Thought you were someone else. Do you need something?”