Walking down the hall you see an impatient looking woman waiting in front of a door. When she sees you she started to bitch about how long she had been waiting. Even more confused to find out that the person she was suppose to give pierced nipples to had already had them pierced. She scoffs and hands you a room key, but for storming off.<br/><br/>Opening the door to your new apartment, it was even less glamorous than the one you were just raped in. It was all very standard looking. A queen bed, couple of drawers, a desk, and a chifforobe. At least it looked clean. Unlike the room you just left covered in sex juices. The desk had a mirror on it so at least there was that.