hears the sound of footsteps out in the aisle

watching a woman she has not seen before appraching as she half leans on the door to her stall breasts hanging loose, drool drips from her mouth, her head feeling like its encased in leather straps, ponytail floping from the crown of her head

hearing a noise coming from one of the stalls

as I do my evening security check.

Going to investigate.

"Thank you. It's about fifty hours too late, but thanks for the sentiment."

Sighs and shakes her head.

Main House
"Bout to run one-seventy just trying to keep my extremities from getting frostbite!"

Holly turned, back to the controls like she was going to physically block you, like you couldn't just use your phone just as easily.

"Yeah seventy-seven! The hell do you mean, that's absolutely chillin'! Sixty is absolute zero! You 'bout to squeeze a tiddy and get ice cream, you temperature terrorist!"

Still, it was just set to not blast any more frigid air around the house until it equalized via ambient.

Holly crossed her arms, though, attempting to be a bit measured in her stern posture.

…though it was hard to look stern standing a solid five-three, needing you to look down at her from this close.

"You don't even know. I had a boy change his number rather than explain himself. Didn't reach out, don't even know what he's doing with his life, what his new girl is like, or what even happened with his twin brother — I don't even know if it's safe for me to hang out in Rockshore outside of visiting home.

Fuck outta here saying you got ghosted because a bitch canceled one weekend."

Since it didn't magically jump back up seventeen degrees, Holly turned and considered turning on the heat for just a minute or two, and she started to manipulate the controls again.

"…I'm just answering her dance TikTok, it's why I'm like this. She wants the engagement on her post, we've been like that since high school. Also why would I help her with that — she's way smarter than me."

I saw you coming towards me and I took you into my arms. I sensed your need to be held. I held you close in Sisterly love

She slid across the bed and over to you to curl into you, needing cuddles. Clinging to you. Needing you. Here. Now.

twisting her head feeling the straps that surround her face move against her skin, the meatl rings holding her bit digging into her cheeks, trying to see if any other ponies are awake

How sad .. my condolences.

valentina has started a new game with the following players:
valentina

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Awesome!

grins

Pushes the trolly Jack safe against a wall and comes into the bed with you.

Plenty of room between us on the far side of the bed

loitering in the phone booth.

"No thanks."

Smiles a bit, then steps over to her bed to flop onto it once more.

wakes up in her stall leaning over the stall gate drool driping from her mouth, naked, breasts hanging over the top rail of the gate, balanced on her towering heeless boots

You could stand on it and I would just wheel you around the room for fun and giggles.

"Oh, okay. Be safe with that thing. No running over things you shouldn't be."

Lofting a brow like you knew what she meant.

Main House
"Optimum for what?!" She could barely enunciate, brows up in utter incredulity as she turned and saw you in—

in That.

"You trynna turn the tub into a skating rink or something?"

Displaced, as you wedged between her and the controls, she staggered back on bare feet, the marble cold against the soles of her feet and causing her to flinch, take refuge on the rug.

"Bruh I'm not putting on a sweater in July, have you lost your god damn mind? What, did that bitch tell you the cold's gonna unlock your taint chakra or something?"

Her eyes on your grin only fostered the slightest challenge… wait no it wasn't that subtle as she failed to tolerate much more than another few seconds of the renewed cold before forwarding a charge, trying to shoulder her way back to the controls to tick it up to seventy-seven, rapidly tapping at the up arrow as many times as she could get away with.

"Molly's waiting for me to reply to her post so she can go to bed — she has school tomorrow!"