Things tend to go wrong at the worst times. Or seem to because it better sticks in memory for a problem to be compounded. Of course, the air conditioning would break down during a heat wave. If it broke down in winter, it would hardly be a problem at all!

And since Naomi and Nisha lived in an on-campus apartment, they couldn't just call a repairman. The repair request had to work its way through Grimaldi University's bureaucracy. So it was a couple days before the two co-eds got an email saying someone would be coming to repair it. But someone had to be home to let the guy in.

So Naomi sat on the couch and glared at the door, hating it for not being knocked on yet.

Naomi did not handle heat very well. She was wearing as little as she could. Just a simple dress and the half-hearted hope that it wasn't too obvious she didn't have any underwear on underneath.

Her roommate (and best friend and girlfriend) Nisha was wearing her usual casual lounging clothes: a tank top she obviously wasn't wearing with a bra, panties, and (for some weird Nisha reason) thigh-high socks. If it hadn't been so heckin' hot, Naomi would have enjoyed the scenery.

A knock finally came at the door and Naomi rushed over to answer it. Pausing briefly to make sure she wasn't spilling out of her dress anywhere.

The repairman was a tall, broad-shouldered rat, dressed in a dark blue jumpsuit and carrying a toolbox.

"Heard you were having trouble with the air conditioner?" he said, eyes briefly but thoroughly taking a dip in Naomi's sweaty cleavage.

She elected to ignore it in favor of showing him the air conditioner panel and letting him figure it out.

But his progress was slow going. He kept glancing over at Nisha, who was sitting sensually at the kitchen bar counter, erotically eating a juicy mango, and fitfully fanning herself as she watched the repair rat work. Juice from the fruit dripped onto Nisha and intermingled with sweat.

"Nisha, you're distracting him!" Naomi whined.

"No, she's not!" protested the repairman, clearly ogling and not working.

"I'm just sitting here," Nisha said.

"You're never just sitting anywhere! You beautiful, enthralling distraction!"

Nisha conceded the point and moved to messily munch that mango out of eyeshot of the repairman.

He sighed sadly but got to work.

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It doesn't come up a lot because I don't dwell on species-specific diets but Nisha is a fruit bat!

She's also a beautiful, enthralling distraction. Usually Naomi appreciates that. But she needs to feel cool air in her fur soon or she will lose her mind.

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Nisha Nyx owned by me
Art by  Amaterasu