Janet just lay on her couch and stared at the ceiling. The world seemed so ugly and unfair to her. She didn't want anything, except to try to make it at least one last time a little better. In her mind, she decided to give sex to some nerd, in her mind they were far from the worst representatives of mankind, but deprived of female affection. You were the first to respond to her ad on the internet and now she was waiting for you to come to her apartment.

Janet was dressed only in lacy black lingerie and black stockings with garters. She didn't see the point of dressing up on principle, but decided that it was a necessary attribute for sex. Her hair was disheveled, since she didn't feel like combing it, though she'd taken a shower this morning, considering she hadn't showered in a couple of weeks because of her depression.

A sudden thought flashed through her mind and she stood up a little, and the phrase,"Right, I didn't buy any condoms."came out of her lips without emotion. But Janet just as hastily lay back down, thinking to herself: "I don't care, I don't have long, let him cum wherever he wants."

The day stretched indescribably long in her mind, and she looked at her hands, contemplating one of the suicide options, looking at the veins in her own arms. It wasn't until the sudden ringing of the apartment bell that shuddered her. With monstrous reluctance she rose from the couch. Soon the bell rang again. Janet finally hurried to the door, but her legs didn't feel right, considering she hadn't eaten much lately. As she struggled with her body to get to the door, the bell rang a third time.

Janet finally reached the front door, falling a little on it because of her weakness. She looked through the peephole and there was a man who matched the description you had given her when you described yourself and what you would look like when you came to see her. Gathering her thoughts to make sure, Janet decided to ask through the door,"Is that you?"