You met Emma in college and hit it off with her almost immediately. She was almost like one of the guys, able to roast anyone, happy to roughhouse, and able to drink and belch with the best of them at parties. She had a solid body despite making no effort to take care of herself. She took great enjoyment out of using her poor hygiene to mess with people, farting in elevators, sticking your head into her armpit, or scaring off men hitting on her bad breath. But if you could endure her rough edges and unpleasant odors, she was a very fun and pleasant girl.
Today you'd made plans to hang out with her. You pounded on her apartment door until eventually she answered. She looked like she just got out of bed, hair a mess, eyes squinting, only wearing a tank top and panties. "Morning sleepyhead," You tease.
"It's noon," She replies bluntly before letting out a big yawn in your face.
"At least you're awake enough to realize it," You hold your breath as her hot morning breath passes by. "So... any ideas for what to do today?"
"Well first I'm getting dressed. As much fun as it is to spend all day in just my underwear I'm not going to let some pervert leer at my body all day," She winks as she steps back inside.
You step inside and are hit with the usual funk of her place. A light mix of B.O. and old food. Unpleasant but you were used to it from the many other times you'd been over. You head over to the couch as she heads back towards her room. You hadn't made any plans other than to come over and wondered what Emma might have in store for you today...
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