Trust: Give Her Your Name

You internally chastise yourself for being so rude. “Joshua. A pleasure to meet you, Minerva.”

She looks down at your cock again and smiles up at you suggestively. “Not yet it isn’t. But if you’re lucky, maybe it will be.” She gives you a wink.

You suddenly face the realization that you have been standing buck naked in front of this gorgeous girl for the past minute or so, and immediately move to cover up. She laughs delightfully in her palms at the hilarious display of your insecurity.

“I’ll see you soon Joshua, promise.” She holds your reddened gaze for a moment, before heading off down the hallway.

What the hell was that all about? You fix your gaze on the swaying motion of her cute rump as it clings to the fabric of her short, tight skirt.

You slowly walk to the back of your cell and sit against the wall. That girl…she has the look of a demon, but she acts nothing like them. Perhaps making a friend in this place wouldn’t be such a bad thing?