We entered the elevator as she pressed the button for the third floor. "What is your name?" she asked me.
"Oh, it's Joe," I said. "What's yours?"
"Tabitha," she said. "Again thanks for getting this back to me."
"No problem at all," I said. "It's nice to be a good samaritan."
The bell on the elevator dinged, the doors opened, and we stepped out into the hallway. She led me to her apartment door, numbered 3D. I thought that was pretty funny, as her breasts might have been that large.
In fact, they were only regular D cups, not that I was complaining about that. She had a perfect hourglass figure, her ass was shapely and round. Her legs were long and thin, and it looked like she ran a lot to keep in shape. On the front side, it appeared that she didn't like the idea of pubic hair. I wondered why that was. Her face was drop dead gorgeous as well. She had emerald green eyes that had sparkled under the sunlight.
She opened the door and allowed me to enter her apartment first. I looked around and saw that it was a small little place, not unlike many apartments for someone who seemed to be only in their 20s.
"So now that you're here," she said, "What can I do for you?"
I turned to look at her and got a nice look at her gorgeous, fully nude frame. I so wanted her I could feel my cock pressing against my pants.
"Nothing special," I said while smiling. "I just wish I could be your ideal lover."
She looked at me in shock. I think she was about ready to throw me out. But she didn't get the opportunity as I clutched my stomach and doubled over in pain. There was something definitely wrong with me, but what?