"...Chie?"

Yukiko looked to her more experienced friend for an answer. Chie sighed, fiddling with the collar of her jacket. It was tempting...it was exactly what they'd hoped for. Why did it have to happen now, of all times, when they could appreciate it least?

"Ahaha...like the writing on my butt said, we're cumdumps...and cumdumps get dicked, not dated. I'm pretty much pulling in straight-A's now, after all those extra credit shifts too."

"Oh! I know!" Yukiko perked up, a thought springing to her head. "A job interview! You could be interviewing for us to be your milking room at home, Sengo-san!"

"Huuuuh...that could work." Chie shot him a look. "Um, I see your dick's like that, but...you sure you don't wanna make a date for tomorrow or something? Find some other girl who isn't all worn out?"

"It's either that or just kidnapping us, as far as excuses go..."

"Where do you get these ideas from, Yukiko? Anyways, yeah, those are our thoughts...what do you think?"