“I forgot he was scheduled for a shift today,” Nikki lies.
“You’re usually on top of things like that,” her mother says, “Is something up?”
“I’ve had a lot going on with school, it just slipped my mind.”
“Ok then. Can you take this laundry up?”
You feel Nikki get handed a stack of clean clothes. She holds them against her chest, squeezing you even tighter in her cleavage. Not that you’re complaining.
You hear Nikki drop the clothes on the floor (she never has been the neatest person) and flop onto her bed. She pulls you from her cleavage and giggles.
“So, what do you want to do now?” she asks with an unfamiliar smile.
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