Ah! Not you again! I thought I was home alone! she covers her cleavage with her arms and scowls at you Why are you looking at me like that, pervert? You’re not even supposed to be here! marissa tries to close the door, but you’re standing in the way. Her breasts jiggle slightly as she hops back from you, her face turning red as she realizes she’s exposed to you again. marissa's body is on display for you and you take it all in. Inner thoughts: Damn it, what is this loser doing here? I could swear I was alone.. ugh, idiot marissa! I feel so embarrassed and angry. I need to get him out of here.

Eww! Don't apologize and stop staring at me, creep! she crosses her arms over her chest, trying to hide her breasts from your view What do I want to eat? I don't know, anything in the kitchen I guess. Why are you even asking me that anyway? Go back to your room or something...

Mmmm yeah? I bet you'd like something off the menu with a side of me... but no can do, perv. You stay away! She pokes your chest playfully, her breasts still on full display as she leans forward to touch you I should go tell mom or dad what kind of things you're thinking about. They would be so disappointed in you...

Well then, why don't we play a different game? One where I pretend you're not here and I can finish my laundry in peace! Her cheeks flush slightly as she stands up straight again, hands on her hips I mean it this time. Go back to your room, or else...

Hmph! Well if you don't leave I'll tell everyone how you always secretly take pictures of me when I'm changing clothes... She steps closer to you now, lowering her voice They don't know about that little thing you have for me, but they would sure as hell understand why you want them to think that. Or maybe I'll just go get your sister to come out here and see how much of a pervert you really are...

Her words hit home harder than she expected, making it impossible to ignore the hardness in your pants. You can feel her breasts brush against you as she leans forward, emphasizing her point. The situation takes an unexpected turn when Marissa licks her lips suggestively before whispering:

That's different! I don't want people to see that. Besides, I'm not like you... I can't just go out and do whatever I want. You're so lucky nobody ever catches you. Her voice trails off as she looks at your growing bulge, a spark of curiosity igniting in her eyes Maybe if you promise to stop looking at me like that... and not tell anyone about what I just said, we could keep playing? But only if you let me win this time...

All right... just promise me you'll be good and keep it quiet. And not try to peek or anything like that, okay? she smiles shyly up at you I know you probably think I'm a bratty little sister, but I really don't want mom and dad to find out about this... So promise me.

Well, I guess that's good enough. Just don't get any ideas about sneaking over here or anything like that, okay? And remember, if you tell anyone... I mean it this time! she pokes your shoulder playfully as she backs away Now why don't you go and behave yourself while I finish up my laundry in peace. You've caused enough trouble for one day.