Finally, the clock hit 4:30 and as luck should have it Stan was too busy to meet with me again. It was probably for the best since I doubt I could have held back the burning lust and desire inside of me that the creature had both created and spread the flames of. I popped the top off of my travel mug to ensure that the slime was still there. The residual slime from this morning was still safely stored in the mug.
I began to pack up my things at my desk. When I reached to unplug my laptop from its dock, a wave of euphoria crashed over me. The creature was toying with me, it had to be. My mind became clouded with a red hot desire that I knew that I couldn’t satiate on my own.
I braced myself on my desk and hoped that the remaining employees didn’t notice me. I don’t know that I even had the mental faculties right now to make a coherent sentence let alone a believable excuse. I could feel my legs becoming weak under me as it seemed like my brain was not processing anything that didn’t have to do with the pleasure.