“Please, Jeremy, please do this for me,” Melisa said. She was half-ready to get down on her knees.

“I do want to help you, Mel. It’s just that I’m not sure about this whole thing. It doesn’t seem safe,” Jeremy said.

“You don’t know that,” Melisa said and started pacing his office. The way he just sat there, with a strict look on his face, annoyed her. She had to try really hard not to start a fight.

Melisa had been trying to convince Jeremy to help her with this experiment for the past three days, and his continued refusals were really starting to get on her nerves. But she needed to stay on his good side for once if she wanted to have any chance at changing his mind. It was a strange feeling for Melisa, who had spent the last eighteen years doing the exact opposite.

She first met Jeremy during the second grade and went to her best friend Joan’s house on a playdate. She remembered how, at that young age, she thought it was love at first sight.

Melisa snapped herself out of memory lane and focused on the topic at hand.

“Do you understand I might get kicked out of school, only six months before I get my psychology diploma if I don’t do this?” she said and stopped pacing long enough to slam her hand on his desk dramatically.

“I know. You need the money and the extra credit points. You told me that a hundred times already, but there are other ways to get the money without risking your life,” he said and crossed his arms over his chest.

Melisa’s problem was that this experiment required an observer, someone to look after her while she did it. And Jeremy was the only one she trusted enough. Her parents moved to Florida three years ago, and her best friend, Jeremy’s sister, took a weather-girl job in LA.

“Just come with me to the meeting and hear them out. They will answer all the questions you might have, and then you can decide,” she said and put her palms together in front of her chest in a praying position. She realized her moods were swinging faster than usual, but she couldn’t help it.

“Fine,” Jeremy said. “But if it sounds even a little bit suspicious we’re out of there,” he said and ran his hand through his dark hair in a familiar motion.

“Of course. I wouldn’t put myself at risk. I just think the university wouldn’t have recommended it if it weren’t perfectly safe,” she said and hoped he would see her logic.

But Jeremy only sent her a skeptical look. He was a cynical person. He was the kind of guy who always looked for the small print. Melisa tried to rein in her irritation by telling herself it was another reason he was perfect for the job. He would make sure no harm came to her.

“Just promise me you’ll give it a fair chance and hear them out,” she said.

“All right,” he said. “When is it?”

“We need to be there by Thursday afternoon. It’s the last chance to join the experiment. They said that the contract must be signed by then since the experiment will be conducted during the weekend,” she said.

“You mean this Thursday? That’s tomorrow. Aren’t you rushing into this?” He rose up from his chair, leaning both palms on his desk.

“I only found out about it on Sunday and spent the last three days trying to convince you to help me with it,” she said and sent him a sad face. It always worked on him.

Jeremy covered his face with one hand in a sign of defeat.

“We could go right now,” she said. Her energy levels were firing back up. She was practically jumping up and down. “Their offices are still open at this time of day.” She tried to conclude the deal while he was weak.

“I can’t go right now. I have an important meeting in half an hour. We’ll go first thing in the morning,” he said. “I’ll pick you up at nine o’clock.”

“Thank you!” Melisa shouted and ran around the table to give him a quick hug. For a moment, she felt her soft breasts crush against his chest, which made her skin tingle so she pulled back immediately.

“You won’t regret it,” she said and sent him her most charming smile. But that only made Jeremy wrinkle his nose.

“I highly doubt it,” he murmured and sat back in his chair. Melisa burst out in laughter. It was classic Jeremy. He was always such a pessimist, but he managed to do so in a likable way.

“Now, will you please go away so I can get back to work?” he said.

“Yes! Of course,” Melisa said and grabbed her bag from a nearby chair. She didn’t take any offense at his rudeness. It was just the way he talked. On the inside, he was like marshmallow.

“See you in the morning,” she said and showed herself out of Jeremy’s office.
Melisa had been trying to convince Jeremy to help her with this experiment for the past three days, and his continuing refusals were really starting to get on her nerves. But she needed to stay on his good side for once if she wanted to have any chance at changing his mind. It was a strange feeling for Melisa, who had spent the last eighteen years doing the exact opposite.

She first met Jeremy during the second grade and went to her best friend Joan's house on a play date for the first time. She remembered how, at that young age, she thought it was love at first sight. Melisa snapped herself out of memory lane and focused on the topic at hand.

"Do you understand I might get kicked out of school, only six months before I get my psychology diploma, if I don’t do this?" she said and stopped pacing long enough to slam her hand on his desk dramatically.

"I know. You need the money and the extra credit points. You told me that a hundred times already, but there are other ways to get the money without risking your life," he said and crossed his arms over his chest.

Melisa's problem was that this experiment required an observer, someone to look after her while she did it. And Jeremy was the only one she trusted enough. Her parents moved to Florida three years ago, and her best friend, Jeremy's sister, took a weather girl job in LA.

"Just come with me to the meeting and hear them out. They will answer all the questions you might have, and then you can decide," she said and put her palms together in front of her chest in a praying position. She realized her moods were swinging faster than usual, but she couldn’t help it.

"Fine," Jeremy said. "But if it sounds even a little bit suspicious we're out of there," he said and ran his hand through his dark hair in a familiar motion.

"Of course. I wouldn’t put myself at risk. I just think the university wouldn’t have recommended it if it weren't perfectly safe," she said and hoped he would see her logic.

But Jeremy only sent her a skeptical look. He was a cynical person. He was the kind of guy who always looked for the small print. Melisa tried to rein in her irritation by telling herself it was another reason he was perfect for the job. He would make sure no harm came to her.

"Just promise me you'll give it a fair chance and hear them out," she said.

"All right," he said, "when is it?"

"We need to be there by Thursday afternoon. It's the last chance to join the experiment. They said that the contract must be signed by then, since the experiment will be conducted during the weekend," she said.

"You mean this Thursday? That's tomorrow. Aren't you rushing into this?" He rose up from his chair, leaning both palms on his desk.

"I only found out about it on Sunday and spent the last three days trying to convince you to help me with it," she said and sent him a sad face. It always worked on him.

Jeremy covered his face with one hand in a sign of defeat.

"We could go right now," she said. Her energy levels were firing back up. She was practically jumping up and down. "Their offices are still open at this time of day." She tried to conclude the deal while he was weak.

"I can't go right now. I have an important meeting in half an hour. We'll go first thing in the morning," he said. "I'll pick you up at nine o'clock."

"Thank you!" Melisa shouted and ran around the table to give him a quick hug. For a moment, she felt her soft breasts crush against his chest, which made her skin tingle so she pulled back immediately.

"You won't regret it," she said and sent him her most charming smile. But that only made Jeremy wrinkle his nose.

"I highly doubt it," he murmured and sat back in his chair. Melisa burst out in laughter. It was classic Jeremy. He was always such a pessimist, but he managed to do so in a likable way.

"Now, will you please go away so I can get back to work?" he said.

"Yes! Of course," Melisa said and grabbed her bag from a nearby chair. She didn’t take any offense at his rudeness. It was just the way he talked. On the inside, he was like marshmallow.

"See you in the morning," she said and showed herself out of Jeremy's office.

* * * *

Jeremy stared at the closed door long after Melisa went through it. He didn’t even pretend to go back to work.

He was never good with people. That's part of the reason why he became a computer guy. That way he rarely had to deal with them.

But when it came to Melisa it was worse. She was his sister's best friend since the second grade. He'd known her forever. And that whole time she always managed to get her way in everything. Such a stubborn little brat she was. If she couldn’t outsmart you, she'd wear you down. She was also the most beautiful woman he had ever known, with her red hair and her pale skin, not to mention a round tight ass, which was always wrapped in a pair of jeans. She was really hard to resist. Too bad she didn’t feel the same way about him. To her, he was only her best friend's older brother, the guy who stopped them whenever they had a crazy plan and got them out of trouble.