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It was indeed very early, the sun wasn't even up yet when she knocked on your hotel room door. The way she stood in the hall, hunched over, embarrassed, struck you as appropriately mousy. "I don't usually do things like this," she stammered. You were shocked it had worked at all, giving your room number to the cute mouse girl on the convention floor. Fortune favors the bold, apparently. You ushered her inside and made awkward small talk, but you both knew why she was here. If the sight of her furry back as she peeled off her shirt hadn't been enough to get you to full mast, the view when she turned around would've. She blushed at your reaction. "God, I feel like such a slut...but I'm glad I took you up on this, you're cute. C'mon, I don't have all morning..."