>>31875996>You wince slightly as you pull it out. You didn't feel it before but that thing was in you deep.>"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to, I was just trying to put it up on the board but you looked so interested I didn't want to disturb you...">You laugh awkwardly."It's fine, barely even hurts."
>A blatant lie, the wound is small but it burns like a bitch.>Trying to play it off, you offer her your hand and help her up.>"T-thank you...">Shes clutching the flyers to her chest, but after a few glances at your arm, she nervously reaches for her bag.>"If it's okay... Um, I could treat that for you.">She rustles through her things making little clinking and crunching noises until finally pulling out a spool of gauze.>You're fairly certain a small band-aid would be more than enough, but you decide to just let her do it.>Not because it's the polite thing to do, although that certainly helps.>In reality, you were just lost momentarily bathing in the sight of her.>She's rather thin but has curves in all the perfect places. She's almost a foot shorter than you too, which while adorable also meant you could see straight down her shirt.>Two large, round mounds of flesh peeking gently out of her tank top; her bra just slightly too small for what they were trying to contain and pushed softly together as she reached for your arm.>They weren't massive per se, but she definitely won the genetic lottery.>Luckily she didn't catch you staring, she was too focused on wrapping your arm up in excessive amounts of bandages.>"T-there you go, good as new. Sorry again, but I have to go... bye!">She pins a fresh flyer on the board, then joggs away nervously.>Once you regain your composure, you take a peek at the stained flyer in your unbandaged hand.>(Animal Rescue League, looking for volunteers. All animal lovers welcome.)>Bingo 