Dion stealthily walked towards her with a smile on his face, the plate held firmly within his hand.
Gina was so engrossed in her table work that she didn't see him coming. He approached the tall table, gently dropped the plate on it, and said, "That was a nice meal. I loved it."
"Aww, thanks, but you don't have to do that next time. You can just leave the plate there, I will come clean it up," she said.
"Do you need more?" she asked.
"No, I'm good for the day," he replied.
"I'm happy you're satisfied," she said, taking the plate and walking inside the room behind.
As she stood up, Dion's eyes were fixed on her two melons bouncing freely behind her apron. He couldn't see them, but their movements behind her clothes testified that they were quite soft.
As she walked away, Dion tactically followed her inside, where she went to keep the plate.
"Any problem, Sir?" she asked as she saw him walk in.
"No, not much. Just hoping to find something I can push the food down with," he said, sliding his hand gently on the object containing bottles of some liquid.
"My bad, I forgot to give you some aqua," she said as she moved closer to him to open the container and grab a bottle.
As she approached, the container opened on its own accord, as if controlled by an invisible remote. She picked up a bottle and offered it to him before returning to sort out the plates.
He took it, opened it at that moment, and started drinking. The liquid inside was a bit thicker than the normal water he knew. Its movements within the bottle were slow, and one could have died of thirst before a single drop would fall.
As soon as the liquid made contact with his tongue, it surprisingly became less thick, almost normal, but still tasted somehow irritating.
He quickly brought the bottle down in response to the taste, causing some of the liquid to drop to the floor.
Gina noticed and asked, "Any problem, Sir?"
"Yeah, uhmmm, not really. How much for the bottle?" he asked.
"That is free, considering this is your first time here," she replied.
"Can I please get another bottle?" he asked politely.
"As much as you want," she said as she left the plates to open the container once again and get him another bottle.
As she walked, she wasn't careful enough and stepped on the liquid that had dropped to the floor.
The floor became slippery, and she almost fell before Dion quickly rushed to her, grabbing her by the back with one hand while the other found its way to her breast, squeezing them firmly.
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The countdown began.
"It's actually working," he commended himself for the plan.
He had intentionally spilled the thick liquid on the floor to make it wet and slippery. Asking her for the second bottle was another part of the plan so that she would stagger, but he would catch her at the right moment before she fell.
She was a bit scared for a moment as she wrapped her hand around him for support.
"Sorry, I was a bit careless," she apologized.
"No, I'm the one at fault. I mistakenly spilled the liquid in the first place," he accepted the blame, his hands still fondling her breasts.
As he continued to fondle, he noticed a sudden change in her demeanor. Her mouth parted without uttering a word; she must have felt the pleasure from the fondling.
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The countdown was almost over, and he just needed to keep his hands on her breasts.
He feigned as if he was also staggering, causing her grip to tighten on him and his grip on her breasts.
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[Mission completed]
[You have been rewarded with 15 points and an additional 5 points as a bonus]
[Total lust points: 20]
A sigh of relief appeared on his face as he knew the task had been completed. He lifted her up.
"Thanks for that. I hope I haven't caused any problems," she said, observing if he was bruised.
"No, I'm all good," he replied.
"Uhmmm, that thing you did, what was that?" she asked.
He was confused at first. Did she find out that he intentionally spilled the liquid on the floor?
"Uhmmm, what was that?" he asked, feigning ignorance for a second.
"That thing you did on my breast, it was... I just can't describe it. It felt good," she said.
Her response confused him even more. "What does she mean she can't describe it? No one has ever fondled her boobs before?" he wondered.
"It's... It's just by accident," he replied, his mind still processing her words.
"There's no need for the other bottle. This will do just fine, sorry for the worry," he said, referring to the bottle in his hand.
"Viza, how do you pay for stuff here?" Dion asked.
[Place your thumb on her palm and await instructions], Viza replied.
"I'm paying for the meal," Dion said to her, sticking his thumb out.
"No need, you've saved me from breaking a bone today. I owe you one. You can go," she said.
"Thanks," Dion said as he took his leave back to base.
"Free meal and a soft breast beneath my palm, what a great day," he said as he walked away.
His mind quickly flashed back once again to what she said about him fondling her breasts.
"I wonder if Gina is super single, that no one has ever fondled her breasts before," he said.
[Based on my analysis, the idea of sexual activities has been erased from their minds. No one here knows anything about sex except you], Viza replied.
This statement shocked Dion even more.
"What you're basically saying is that the people here don't know anything about... Damn! They're missing a lot. They need someone to introduce them to it, and that person will be me," he said as he walked back to base.