Try to save Veronica

You have done a few noble things in your life, but you figure what you're about to do might be the noblest of all. You stand up as if you're going to leave, but instead of walking to the door you stride sensually up to the horribly fat dyke. Janice eyes you with surprise, but doesn't move as you reach up and rest your soft hand on her cheek.

"What are you doing?" Veronica sobs.

You ignore her and speak directly to Janice.

"Why would you want that scrawny little tomboy?" You ask the fat woman, staring into her blue eyes as if you're in love.

"I dont," the fat woman pauses to swallow her cud, "I don't even know you."

"Mmmm," you murmur and stroke her cheek, "don't you want to know me?"

She wets her fat lips and seems unable to answer. You lean in so your mouth is nearly touching hers.

"Don't you want me to be your little fuckslut?"

"I-I-aaah," she backs away.

Abruptly, her steely resolve returns. She looks at Veronica.

"Get out of here," she barks. "I've got a new deal."

Janice looks at you lasciviously.

"Joy, you-" Veronica begins to speak, but you cut her off with a wave of your hand as the obese security woman bears down on you.

Veronica stands and hurries towards the door. Just as Janice threatens to eclipse everything else in view Veronica turns and mouths the words "thank you." Then she dashes out of the room, leaving you to your shameful encounter with the ugliest woman you've ever met.

Janice grabs you around the waist and pulls you to her. The fat old woman's breath is hot on your face and smells like a ham sandwich.

"Well, fuckslut," she says, studying your face, "how should we begin?"