Mike flat out stared at Mariastopheles as she crawled towards him, those pendulous hanging breasts of hers shimmied and swayed as she moved over to him.  Once again his mind walks into a fantasy of crawling between those two huge tits, feeling their softness and warmth.  Having Maria take his hand snaps him out of his latest fantasy.  When Caressa follows he's treated to another glorious vision of a chest jiggling and shaking as she bounds over and drops to her knees as well.<br/><br/>The valley of cleavage before him drains the last of the blood from his head as his lightheartedness grows, "OK, good I'm looking forward to both of your-"  And Mike faints, most of the blood seems to have rushed to his crotch.  His knees buckle dropping him straight down almost falling on top of both Caressa and Maria.  He's not out for long but is quite curious as to why he's on the floor.  "Wha...what happened?"  He gazes into both the angelic and demonic faces around him.  "Um...you know, I think it might be best if we continue with you finding me my soul mate till tomorrow."  It's getting past 10pm already and for Mike he's been up working late all week.<br/><br/>Mike's apartment is not huge by any means, it's a one bedroom apartment with a decently sized bathroom (and a tub to die for), living room and kitchen.  Still his bedroom is large enough for a walk-in closet and his king sized bed large enough to hold all three of them...if it comes to that.  Still it definitely looks like a guy's apartment, particularly devoid of decorations but at least the floor is pretty clear of dirty cloths.