<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/DTB9dly.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tserin Oakley<br/><strong>Age:</strong>19<br/><strong>Sexual Identity:</strong>Heteroflexible<br/><strong>Position:</strong>New hire Operator<br/><br/>Poor Tserin seemed to blush to a deep shade of purple at Mariska’s comment, but then the other girl called her by the wrong name again.  She’d had to put up with that her whole life, and had learned to cope with it, but it seemed this other girl was doing it to intentionally goad her.  ‘No problem,’ she thought to herself as the bitch prattled on as if she was queen shit of turd island.  ‘I’ve handled cunts like this my whole life, I can cut her down like a fuckin’ redwood in Oregon!’<br/><br/>“Actually, my name’s Tserin, spelled T-S-E-R-I-N, but said like Sarin, that nice nerve toxin? Yeah I kinda could use a break, y’know fucking some weirdo on the phone is hard work,” she said with a sweet smile.  “Ahh, I’m not worried about the whole soil-” she was going to say despite the fact that her panties were a squishy mess at the moment.<br/><br/>Then, Belinda was it..? splashed half the jug of water down her front, making the already fairly sheer light blue blouse stick to her small chest.  In fact, it became see-through enough so that it was clear that she wasn’t wearing a bra and that her nipples were hard little points at the tips of her pert little a-cups.<br/><br/>“Thanks! I was still pretty hot!” the cute little ginger said as she stood up and smiled sweetly at the girl holding the jug of water.  “The water’ll dry, or I can just take my shirt off.  In the meantime, you should go to the john and wipe your mouth, you’ve still got some puke on the corner of your mouth… ahhh<em>Bulimia!</em>HAHAHAHAHA!”  With that, Tserin started unbuttoning her blouse with a smirk on her impish face while she continued to blush furiously!<br/>