EXTRACT FOR
My Neighbor's A What?
(Alana Church)

"What the hell?" His eyes darted around the room. "What happened? Where are my clothes?" He looked down his body. "Where are your clothes? Why the fuck are we naked?"

"Mmmm. So many questions." Heidi leaned down, the tips of her small, pale breasts brushing his chest. "I think you kind of electrocuted yourself. Just a little bit. The way you jerked and fell off the chair was just like someone in a cartoon," she giggled. "Bonk."

 "And I am naked because?"

"Well," she pouted, "I didn't want your shoes scuffing up my nice bedspread. I just bought it last week." She patted the comforter he was laying on.

"So I took your shoes off."

"Just my shoes?"

"Well....and then your socks. Because I thought maybe your socks would be smelly after working here all day." She wrinkled her nose adorably.

"Well, anyway, you liked kind of silly, lying on the bed in your clothes but with bare feet. So I took your shirt off." The tip of her tongue touched her lips briefly as she eyed his chest. "But then you looked even sillier. I mean, you looked like one of those guys in the trailer park, who just walk around in jeans and a pair of flip flops all day."

"And then?" he prodded. He didn't dare look down, but he could tell that Heidi's groin was planted rather firmly against the base of his cock.

"Well, I took your pants off, didn't I? And your boxers," she added, rather defensively. "And then you finally looked okay. Especially when I touched you down there and you got a boner."

"And then you took your clothes off, too?"

She looked at him as if she thought he might be brain damaged. "Of course."

"Why?"

She clamped her slender thighs more firmly about his hips. "I thought when you woke up, you might want to fuck.

"I really am most incredibly horny," she said, ignoring his slack-jawed shock.

"I thought that this one guy was going to fuck me, but things didn't work out. But that's okay," she continued blithely. "You're way better looking than he is. And I bet you don't want to stick your dick up my ass, do you?"

He shook his head numbly.

"Good!" She leaned down. Her pink lips were only an inch away from his, and with a shudder, he realized that the hot wet feeling on his shaft was Heidi stroking him with her vulva. "You're cute. Do you like cowgirl?"

"Cow-what?"

"Cowgirl," she repeated. "Where the girl's on top." She sat up, imitating a man twirling a lasso. "Ride 'em, cowboy!"

Unfortunately, this action brought her full weight on his staff, and he gave a groan of mingled pleasure and discomfort as her groin mashed his cock against his belly.

"Whoops." She raised up a bit, much to Clark's relief. "Sorry."

"Why..." He shook his head. "Why me? I barely know you. You barely know me. I could be..." he waved his arms, nearly smacking Heidi in the nose in the process, "I don't know. A bad person. A child molester. A woman-beater."

"You're not, though. Are you?"

"No."

"Well, that's okay then."

"But you don't know I'm not!"

"You just said you weren't!"

"I could be lying!"

"Are you?"

"No!"