She stayed in that position longer than necessary, then straightened up and turned around, acting embarassed. “Oh my,” she said, as she saw me loo...king at her. “I hope I wasn’t baring myself.”I shrugged, smiling. “It’s alright,” I said. “We’re all women here, and I’ve seen enough pussy in my life.” She didn’t know what to respond, but giggled. “My,” she said finally. “Aren’t you the cheeky one?” I laughed. Her posture was just too funny, and didn’t otherwise match her behaviour at all. “Ah,” I. . something or another she couldn't remember for some reason, but he'd offered her a job and upon graduation she'd been assigned area 354, a facility built to contain SCP 354. SCP 354 is a pool of red substance in northern Canada that had the unusual tendency to release unrelated entities at intermittent times. She'd seen everything from a rubber duck to a grizzly bear missing its skin, writhing in pain before dying of blood loss, to inexplicable objects thought to be from a time far into our. ''OK you hold on to me for security, and let me introduce you. Becky I would like you to meet my very good friend Chet. He is as you can see about your height, not too ugly, reasonably clean in his habits, although I can't say what he does when not around me and is in desperate need of a girlfriend.''Thanks a lot pal.''Chet, I would like to introduce Becky, who is as I said about your height, has a head of truly beautiful hair, which she can't control, a face that would make any man or boy weak. I watched out of the corner of my eye as she set them down on the table carefully. She put out two glasses and pulled out some forks and spoons. I studied her while she did this. Her blond hair came down in bouncy waves that fell down her back. She had a slim figure and plain black glasses that framed soft blue eyes. She suddenly looked at me and I look away quickly. I realized with a gasp that while I was watching her, my eggs burned. I moved the pan off the stove and put it in the sink..