Nah, get on with the day.

Shaking your head to dry it and splattering the room with water you March out into your room and pick up a pair of the many pants that strewn your floor, and a not too terribly smelling band t-shirt, before slipping into the kitchen and making a lazy breakfast, of sausage, bacon, and ham. You were a bit on the heavy side perhaps from such a relaxed diet, but it didn't bother you too much. In fact your health wasn't too big of a concern compared to the things you had to deal with. You have plans to make, just to keep your life together. You were always struggling for money and couldn't get ends to meet. Fortunately you lived in a crappy one bedroom apartment. Which afforded you no luxuries except that it was cheap.

However one luxury you were thankful for was your neighbor, Veronika Markova is a highly tattooed girl next door who is a college student at the state college in town. She always caught your attention, being a well bred Russian exchange student with curves in all the right places isn't enough. The girl had embraced the alternative culture, and has tattoos decorating the majority of her body, and piercings glinting from more orifices than she shows you. And she shows quite a bit of skin, times she was snuck out late at night to go to a party has had her dressed in the sluttiest of outfits, for Halloween she was a Gothic fairy with a black corset and frilly black tutu barely covering her lacey panties. She covered herself in glitter and grabbed a magic wand, several hours later she had forgot her key and was banging on her door in frustration, you allowed her to sit on your couch until a locksmith was called. even if it was brief, having a slutty drunk college girl on your couch is something.

Sadly usually Ben's favorite day to catch glimpses of his favorite neighbor was Wednesdays. Since he knew that was her laundry day. And she often carried her laundry all the way to the laundry mat downstairs on the complex in merely a tight tank top and a pair of booty shorts. And since it was Wednesday, Ben raced to get ready so he would happen to bump in to her on the stairs pretending to have somewhere to go, he grabbed a cup of coffee and walked out the door not really noticing the growing headache which had started to gather upon his brow. Intent on getting some joy out of the day, and he descended the stairway in a pleasant mood however as he turned the corner into another segment he collided with quite the obstruction which knocked his coffee out of his hands and caused a fevered scream as the girl of his thoughts fell backward onto her plump butt covered in hot coffee and what had spilled out of her Laundry basket when she took the tumble.

She rubbed her rump a bit as she shakily stood up, your eyes were glued to her tits, covered in coffee her white tank top was practically clear, and her diamond pyramid like nipples protruded gracefully from the round orbs that were her greedy globes. She covered herself and shot to the ground trying to pick up her laundry, since you were shocked you had just tragically bumped into your crush and hating yourself for it. Tried to help her collect her laundry, but quickly found even more embarrassment as you lifted another of her small lacey tank tops to reveal an even more scandalous little pink thong. Picking it up, it even appears to have a name stenciled in on the embroidered crotch. But she quickly notices what you have and snatches it away, shoving it into the basket she was carrying. She bites her lip for a moment as she stares you down. "Fine, you carry this." Gesturing to the laundry basket which seemed over laden with her intimate apparel. But she stood up and started climbing the stairs, her ass was hard not to watch as she strode upward step by step until she stood level with your head, turning she stares down at you curling a lip a bit It seems, before continuing up the stairs "follow me, bad boy." Ben's eyes were glued to her ass and quickly scooped up the basket as he followed her back up the stairs toward their mutual apartments. His headache had grown even worse though and had not subsided.