"Ah, Kim. How's Jim settling in?" Mellisa spoke softly, turning around to grab a small cup and to fill it with water. Kim shot up, cursing under her breath as she saw you still on the machine.
"Uh... good... great even!" She cherped, innocently trying to scrape you off with her foot. Melissa smiled, her shoes cluttering to the floor as she took small sip. A drop sliped down her lucious red lips as she spoke,
"Good... no incidents then?" Mel asked, wiping her brow and tying back her dark brown hair as she spoke.
"Nope! None!" Kim smiled, her eyes shot evil glances at you as her rubbey trainers sqeeked over your body.
"Good, good..." Mel said, not really listening as she bent to touch her toes. Her short, skin tight shorts seemed almost fused with her skin as she bent.

Soon, Mel's socks lay with her trainers. Her blue shirt seemed to gleam with hope as she stepped closer to you. Her eyes fixed upone your flattened body and your hope rose to new levels.
"Yuck... chewing gum?" she questioned, her finger experimentaly rubbing over your frail body. You almost cried as you saw Mel sigh with releif.

You watched Mels dusty sole float over you. You saw the small fluff from her white trainer socks, float gentily from her hard heel as it hovered with menice. You felt the first slam of her huge weight, vibrate though your body, and the first bleep from the machine as she set it up. Her feet anxiously twitched to get going.