Bronzed skin, that gleams with a lustre stolen from the sun, glides over her body as it tries to contain all that she is in that instant. Midnight tr...esses, shimmering and silken, dance about her jaw as the wind picks it up and runs it through his teasing fingers, snatching it back from her brow one moment only to throw it forward the next, flicking it up into her chocolate gaze, warm and sultry and shy all at the same time. A tiny smile licks at the corner of her mouth, bravely trying to rally. .. Y... Yes?" I managed. "Nothing. I'm just reading what it says on you. You have your name written on your forehead in red lipstick." I shuddered. "You have our phone number written across your chest." He chuckled and my cheeks burned hotter than ever. "Read that to me," he asked someone. "It's upside down." Chuckles came from around me before Ernie said, "She has your address written across her back, and 'fuck my ass' written across the top of her butt." "Yeah and I wrote 'slut' and. "What efficiency."Of all my decisions I've made lately, choosing you to be high priestess was my best, Monica."The willowy Mexican flushed slightly, and nodded her head."I didn't know McDonald's delivers," said Leslie, after she'd introduced herself to Monica."They don't, normally. Pay enough money, and people are willing to change the rules."Alice came out of the break room, and joined in the midnight snack."Weren't there three immunes found here?" asked Kay."Ah, that's Brad," said Monica. "I. I knew I could do it. I’d practised a lot, after all. If I succeeded then my fantasy would come true and if I failed, well... Mister Purple would be a new experience, at least. I actually quite enjoyed anal stimulation, though nothing quite that big had ever been up my bum before. “All right,” I said, trying to sound cool and failing. “I know what your pussies smell like. I can tell the difference!” “Oh yes,” said Lisa, her voice dripping with lust and power. “He’s such a good boy, isn’t he?”.