<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/86/GeekMask.jpg)<div class="spoiler_container" style="display: block;"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;">NSFW</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/ac/46036_15big.jpg)</div></div></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><em>Geek, #1001</em></span></span><br/><strong>Where: </strong><em>Entering and approaching the pit</em><br/><strong>When: </strong><em>Thursday evening, week 1</em><br/><strong>Who: </strong><em>Kitty</em><br/><strong>Status: </strong><em>OPEN</em><br/><hr/><br/>Geek.... Why the heck she had decided to go with that alias, she really didn't know, but she had regretted it the moment she'd pressed the enter key when filling out the form. It was appropriate though. She knew what she was. And she was hopeless with names. She blinked rapidly a few times. Why had she not had the mask made so she could wear her glasses under it? She hated wearing contacts...<br/><br/>Familiar sounds were coming from the room as she entered, drink in hand. Not the familiar sounds she expected (grunting and moaning), but the sounds of Star Trek. "Oooh", she grinned as she saw the attractive blonde with the blue kitty mask. No number on the mask, so the woman was obviously staff. "You're a Treker too then?" she flopped into the cushions, made a concerted effort not to hunch up. She was shy, her face was bright crimson behind the mask. Naked.... She didn't have to be. They offered the black robes. But... It was far more humiliating this way, and Geek liked humiluation. It made her nipples harden and her clit swell to think that men and women were looking at her naked body, and she was permitting them to.<br/><br/>She wasn't attractive, she knew. In the locker room, at school, when all the girls were checking each other out, no one gave her a second glance. But here, this was a place where she could be naked, have people look at her, feel that sense of burning shame, and enjoy it. She forced herself to open her knees slightly, dropped her hands away from her breasts and into her lap, realised she'd covered her crotch without thinking and awkwardly fiddled with her hair, unsure what to do with her upper limbs. Finally she settled for tucking her hands under her thighs.<br/><br/>"Um... K- Kitty, isn't it? I'm... er... I'm The Geek. Or, Geekie if ... er, you want? Anyway, I know a thing or two about systems? IT stuff? Your data access system us ... well frankly it's very last-decade. I can put together something much better, much faster and much more user friendly...?"