I BURN, I PINE, I PERISH

TheTronz Ding Ding Ding, we have a winner!

Route A sounded fine and all, but I didn't want Miranda. I didn't even want to want her. I wanted, and needed, and bled for Jasmine.

Route B on the other hand would at least give me a bit of insight into Miranda. That might have been just what I needed to break through the last points of resistance I was facing with her.

As I selected that trait I remembered having my hands on her hips, and how easily I could have been done with this whole project. It was frustrating knowing that that the wrong thing, would have been the right thing to do in that situation. I knew, I knew I could have fucked those last points out of her, If I'd let myself.

"When did you go to the couch?" Miranda asked the next morning. She was already dressed for work. "I wanted you in there."

"Sorry, you were squirming around a lot, I couldn't get any sleep."

"Oh." She blushed, wait I think she was already flush from when she came in. "Yeah, I think us, almost going there, left me a little frustrated last night. Sorry for being so squirmy."

(Jasmine Fischer: +1)(-98SP) Good morning, my beloved.

"You know, I could have helped with that."

She scoffed, and zipped up her wetsuit. "Helped? You were the cause of it." Then a sigh. "I'm really sorry about last night. I wanted to... I wanted to so bad, but... let's talk tonight."

"Talking's good."

She kissed me on the top of my hair, and left me to fend for myself. Which meant...

Lesbian sex tape!

I tapped into my watch, and brought up a hefty recording from yesterday. The storage and battery life on this thing were amazing. I kissed the little device. Now here was something I could love.

Speaking of love, it didn't take much scrubbing through the file to land on the point where my wife was cheating on me with the neighbor I'd cheated on her with.

My life sucked.

It however... was not as steamy as I'd been expecting.

Nothing like the horny cat orgy I heard from Miranda's bedroom.

It sounded like some teen age girl's fantasy sex scene. "Oh Daisy, I love the way you rub your hands along my body. Is there anything else I can do to make you feel desired and loved?"

"No Jasmine, my desire to bring you pleasure is my primary concern right now. Do I have consent to spread your legs and pleasure you orally?"

"I consent Daisy, I consent! It would bring me such joy to be pleasured by you."

"Here I go, and please remember that I feel validated in my efforts if you scream as loud as you can while I pleasure you."

Booooooooooooooring.

Except for hearing Jasmine scream and cum. I'll never tire of that.

The whole thing just seemed so... oddly articulate. That's how the gods talk when they fuck. Cultish, I think would be the best word. It was like sex was a part of their dedications here. At least it was for a new comer like Jasmine. Maybe it was an initiation thing, and the older residents didn't have to abide by such flowery language.

I didn't know, and couldn't figure. But I was getting suspicious of my neighbors next door. I don't think they were the model citizens they pretended to be, and the next recording on my watch only confirmed that.