Your curvaceous neighbor, Tanya, has just returned from a jog when you literally bump into her on the landing in front of your apartments. "Oh, pardon me!" she exclaims. "I hope I didn't get any of my sweat on you." Your eyeballs shift toward the beads of perspiration glistening on her cleavage, but you try to control them. With effort you look her in the eye and mutter something unintelligible. "What did you say?" she asks. An awkward pause ensues and, sensing your embarrassment, Tanya breaks the silence by inviting you inside her apartment for a drink. Startled, you readily agree. You can... Show more