[FFRP] TG/TF Virus IV-RP

[Zoey]

The chair creaks as you sit down due to that added weight. You wait as your computer starts and soon enough its ready for use.

[Jacqueline]

With a few mouseclicks Jessica starts the transfer of all her important and work-related data to the external hard disk. She takes the time to rest while the transfer is underway.

[Zoey]

As Jessica waits she can feel something wet just under her bra.

[Jacqueline]

The moist sensation makes Jessica shift uncomfortably. She couldn't be... The woman raises one hand to feel her nipples.

[Zoey]

Yup, they were wet....

[Nosnits]

"Please....can you call one? And quickly!" Andrew says.

[Jacqueline]

The wet feeling on her fingertips tells Jessica all she needs to know. With a blush she gets up from her chair and waggles to the kitchen. After slipping off her wet t-shirt she takes off her bra, then with some kitchen paper dries her nipples.

[AshK]

(Should I assume that dit-dah is out of the RP?)

[Zoey]

(( Your call Lav))

As Jessica dries herself around the nipple area, with every stroke a wierd sensation would spread through her body as her the cloth passed by her nipple. It felt odd and new.

"We're not calling a doctor, were going to one" says Liz as she goes grabs her car keys.

[Jacqueline]

"Oh... oh my..." Jessica shivers at the strange sensation, but can't bring herself to stop. She bites her lips, but continues until her nipples are dried off.

[Zoey]

Ïn a sort of weird way that expirience felt... arrousing. Something new Jessica has learned about her body.

[Nosnits]

(I think he is gone.)

Andrew gets up, wearing his pjs. "Lets go..."

[Jacqueline]

By the time she finishes, Jessica is blushing furiously. Her hands shake as she puts her bra back on, followed by her shirt. As she heads back out of the kitchen and waggles back to the computer, her legs feel rather weak, and she plops down into the desk chair with a sigh of relief.

[Zoey]

As Jessica sits down she feels like she's having a cramp on her side and uneasiness on the stomach.

Your not going out like that. Put soe clothes on" says Liz

[Nosnits]

Andrew sighs, and puts on his clothes from yesterday as fast as he can. "Can we go now?"