Gun is gone? Oh well

After distracting yourself for a few minutes casually rubbing your nipples and clit, you glance around and see no trace of the stereotype gun. You find it strange and look around the bathroom for a minute for it, but there's no trace of it. You hear keys in the front door and realize Steve's home.

Oh well, you'll probably find that gun later if it's still around. You pose yourself in front of the mirror and moan for Steve to come and help you.

A few days later, and you're out enjoying a break from your workshop. You're working on a new cosplay costume for a convention slash photoshoot, and life is pretty good. Steve's a great roommate with benefits, work lets you show off your lovely body.

And, there's even a few patrons willing to pay a little extra for something extra. You step into an apartment complex and lock yourself into an apartment. A patron is scheduled to be there in thirty minutes, so you got some time to put on something more sexy.

By the time your patron comes to the apartment, you've already been warming up for a few minutes. You smile as he undresses to join you in the shower. You croon with pleasure as you begin making out, having no regrets about your new life.