The end of Molly's day

After getting out of the office and clearing her head, Molly was able to find the label on the boxes she held and navigate to the correct office, where she dropped them off. The security officer receiving them gave her a funny look, probably due to her disheveled hair and hastily assembled outfit, but she spoke quickly and politely to him before hightailing it out of there. A quick visit to the bathroom allowed her to straighten herself up before heading back to her desk. At this hour, the fifth floor was deserted, and Molly scooped her her belongings and left the building.

It was a short but troubled commute back home as Molly ruminated on her day. The heroes she had come to know and love were... different than she expected. She was certainly excited to work with them up close and personally but was shocked at the extra... duties... they were having her do. Thinking back to her initiation, the other interns had kinda warned her. Honestly, she didn't blame them. If they had been completely honest about how the heroes behave behind closed doors, she wouldn't have believed a word of it.

Molly distracted herself by making and eating dinner before having a long shower and getting into bed for an early night. She was tired and sore. She didn't know if she would be able to last at this job if this is what it entailed, or even if she wanted to. As Molly fell into a soft sleep, thoughts of her adventures brought back warm feelings between her legs, and her dreams were filled with pleasure.