It's 7:57. You're late!

Aaaahhh... I haven't had so much fun with dreams since I played with that repressed nun... It seems that my knew hostess may not be very lustful, yet, but she has an enormous potential. Twisting her dreams to my liking was one thing... seeing her enjoying them, was something else.

Yes, yes, I know - rubbing her nipples throughout the night didn't hurt either. But this girl was a natural! Still, dreams are quite a bit different thing than reality, and I was still to weak to reach beyond her subconscious mind.

The good news is, it looks like she's keeping me on.

***

You gasped as you see the time. You're sooo late! You immediately focus on dressing for work, but this new bra won't come off easily... you sigh and decide to leave it on. It's actually very comfortable anyway and you have an important day ahead.

You grab an apple instead of proper breakfast and run out of the house.