Good thing we’re at the hospital then.

It takes all of thirty minutes before you know that this is a dead end. You’re going to have to get into the Courthouse. Still you spend the better part of the next two hours pretending to scour over documents and making illegible notes on your clipboard, all the while flirting shamelessly with Tammy. About a half hour in you get her to go fetch coffee (which by now she’s offered to pay for) and take the opportunity to slip a worm into her computer... never hurts to have direct access to medical records. When she returns, you both take a break and sit and sip while getting to know each other.

After fabricating a few believable but still impressive stories about yourself out of whole cloth you decide that it’s time to close the deal. You finish your coffee and rise to your feet, before heading back into the stacks and fumbling with a records box. You continue to make reasonable noises for a minute before calling out to her. “Tammy? Can you help me with something?”

The moment she turns the corner into the aisle of shelves that you’re in, you’re on her taking her into your arms and surprising her with a hard kiss on the mouth.

She’s taken aback at first but quickly responds by thrusting her tongue back into your mouth, probing and testing the boundaries; her slim body grinding up against you like a woman possessed.

You continue to make out with the her, hands beginning to roam as hers do the same. At some point you notice that your pants are around your ankles and she’s fondling your already quite firm manhood, and with a small effort of will activate DOOMCOCK! She gasps and you see the undeniable activity in your peripheral, noticing the scroll of an achievement rolling:

13:35 12/8/19: Tammy: Lust +5: (Lets see what he’s packing)

13:35 12/8/19: Tammy: Lust+4: (Impressive.)

13:35 12/8/19: Tammy: Lust +25: (Oh my god, I have to look at that!)

Achievement Unlocked: Zero to Sixty

New Perk:We Have Such Sights To Show You.

Tammy breaks off the tongue wrestling and looks down at your cock, lust filling her eyes. “Need to... need..” she drops to her knees and immediately begins devouring your dong.

We are NOT passing up this opportunity. But- Shut up. Pussy.

Your wiser if worse self begins the process, but soon you’re thrusting with gusto, turning the hungry mouthhug from Tammy into a full on skullfuck. Lizard brain/Id’s logic is unassailable: if having an internet line into the hospital’s record division is a good thing, having your very own cock-drunk obedient cum dumpster working there is even better.

Besides that you’re really starting to enjoy facefucking.