The Stalker

The next woman to arrive has long black hair and is dressed in what appears to be her pajamas. Her eyes are red and puffy, and it's clear she's been crying. "Wha-" She looks around blearily in confusion, and when she sees Henry and Jane, her face crumples and she begins to cry again.

"Tara? Are you alright?" Henry's voice is concerned, but the woman doesn't respond, continuing to quietly sob.

Cassiel is less sympathetic. "Okay sad-sack, introduce yourself and then you can go back to crying."

The newcomer speaks mechanically, without emotion. "I'm Tara Hill, I'm 26, my breasts are a-cups, and I'm straight. I'm a software developer, and I don't really have any hobbies. Henry is my coworker, and my soulmate. I've been in love with him for years." Her face darkens as she continues. "Jane over there is the slut that seduced him and stole him away from me. I tried to warn her away but she ignored it and somehow tricked him into marrying her." Tara glares at Jane as she finishes.

Henry blinks. "Wait. Were you the one sending Jane those letters? What the hell is wrong with you?" His voice is angry and accusatory.

Tara, looking ****, responds. "You don't understand! You were meant to be with me! She isn't good enough for you. She's just using her tits to cloud your judgement!" Her explanation only serves to anger Henry further.

Jane, for her part, seems faintly amused. She runs her hands over her own d-cup chest. "Well, they are very nice tits, aren't they?"

Sandra voices her agreement. "Hell yeah they are!" The two exchange a high-five.

Sandra: Bonding with Mistress +1VP

"Well, that's new. Since when does my brain receive push notifications?" Sandra's tone is casual.

Cassiel hurries to respond. "As I said, everything will be explained shortly. Now let's welcome out final contestant!"