29 Angelique

I meet mom in the living room. She is wearing her usual simple suit. We quickly leave in the car. Franklin's house is outside of town next to the Lumberyard. His house is across from a small dorm that looks like a motel. Franklin's house is a simple bungalow with a large dish in the yard.

We pull in and walk up to the front door. As we reach it, Franklin opens the door with a smile. He's in his work clothes, business casual except with a few buttons undone.

"Thanks for coming," Franklin says while stepping to the side to let us in.

As we enter, mom says, "Sorry for changing the meeting date."

"Don't worry about it," Franklin responds as he shuts the door.

We enter the living room, and Franklin points down the hallway. "Angelique's room is the second door on the left. The first one is the bathroom. She's expecting you."

"Alright, thanks." I walk down the hall as I hear mom and Franklin start a conversation. I look at the door for a moment. I should knock, but in games, this is the opening the door while they are changing event, right? That's almost always the best path in games, so I should choose that here.

I open the door with a bright smile looking forward to seeing Angelique changing. "Hello, thanks for having me I'm Hedone," I sing.

Disappointingly I see a young woman sitting in a gaming chair with her clothes on. She is a short cutie. A petite girl with small boobs looks like enough to get a handful but no more. Angelique has healthy skin that looks lickable, like chocolate pudding. Her face is cute, and her hair is short, tied in curled twin tails. It reminds me of an anime ojousan.

She's wearing a tight-fitting T-shirt with a controller over her chest and some comfy sweat pants. Her eyes look at me with shock for a moment. "Hey, dad said you were a shut-in. But you don't look it," Angelique says uncertainly.

I laugh and fiddle with my ponytail. "Yeah, well. I still go out and run every day, so shut in might not be the right term."

There is a moment of silence as we both nervously look at each other. Angelique puts on a smile filled with tension and gestures to her bed. "Come in." I take my cue and close the door behind me.

I walk over to the bed and sit down with a plop. I cross my legs to hide my nervousness and put on my best smile. "I hear you stream?"

"Yeah, I do. Do you watch gaming streams?" Angelique asks with a bit of excitement in her voice. Her hair gently bobs as she shifts which is cute.

I shift my legs and respond, "No, not gaming streams." Angelique wilts at my comment, and I quickly add, "I do play some games on my phone, though."

Angelique's mouth forms a strange smile. "Phone games. Yeah, I guess that's something. What do you play?"

I look around the room. Oh, she has four screens, that's interesting. "Gacha, I guess. Some other ones that aren't mainstream too."

"lots of girls play gachas. It's good for streaming. Which one's let me see," Angelique says while reaching out her hand.

Is it ok? Well, whatever, if we're going to be friends, it should be fine. "They probably can't be streamed," I warn while handing over my phone.

She looks at my apps and clicks one. I have the login set to remember, so the game opens up right away. "Uwwuu, welcome home mistress. Do you want dinner, bath, or me?" Well, they are all her in sexy situations. One shows an image of food laying on her nude body, bath has her laying seductively in the tub, and her, well, it's her looking up from between your character's legs.

I smile at the usual intro; however, Angelique blushes more than I've ever seen anyone blush before. She almost throws the phone away before catching it again. "Oh, um yeah, this can't be streamed. Sorry I did,d,dn't mean to make you show that. I'm sure a different one will be better!"

She quickly closes the app and chooses another one. I put my hand up to stop her. "I don't think there are better ones." But it's too late. The next one opens with a woman squirting on the screen.

"Eek!" Angelique screams as she actually throws away my phone. I jump off the bed and catch it before it can fall to the floor. I stumble on my knees but sigh in relief at my saved phone.

Behind me, I hear Angelique intake air and squeak at the same time. It was quite a unique sound, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. Sorry," She panics. I hear her spin in her chair.

I look back at her while still on my hands and knees. Her chair is turned away from me. I don't understand what's going on until I notice my dress is up over my back. Oh yeah, I'm wearing the new underwear. I just showed this poor girl my pussy.

"No, sorry, it was my fault. I didn't think you'd react like that. Your dad said you were around the same age as me. I'm sorry, maybe you're too young?" I ask while getting up.

"No, I'm 20… So," she retorts a bit down.

"Oh, I turn 20 in December."

"My birthday is in March."

The tension in the room fades with these innocuous exchanges. I return to the bed, and she turns back to me. "So you don't watch porn?" I ask.

"No, of course not!" she yells while shaking her head furiously. Her silky curls bounce excitedly with her.

I'm shocked. I've met girls who don't like it but never one who hasn't watched any. "You've at least masturbated, right?"

"What. No," Angelique replies while bringing her knees to her chest defensively.

I nod sympathetically. "I used to have issues with that. It would always hurt, so I couldn't masturbate. I'm sorry," I sadly say.

She reaches out her hands as if to push away my words while keeping her legs to her chest. "No, I can. It's fine. I don't have an issue. So don't worry," Angelique responds with a sincere tone.