Futurama porn story part 3: Leela and Amy – Chapter 1
Her experience with guys lately had just been one disappointment after the next, and that’s why, once everybody was gone (and she had a few moments to think about her whole situation) she half-collapsed on the table before her, and broke down into heavy sobbing. “Sorry, I forgot my purse, and–”Leela jumped out of her boots at the self-cut-off voice, then whirled around to see Amy standing there beside her, holding her handbag gingerly. Leela must have been sobbing for only about ten seconds or so, and hadn’t even heard Amy enter. The cyclops quickly faked a smile and tried to bat away her tears with her thick eyelashes. “Hi, Amy! ” she said in a tone that was even more pathetic than her acting. “Are you okay? ” Amy asked with genuine concern. “You’re even more upset about something than usual. And that’s saying something. “”I’m fine,” Leela grinned, her acting, again, awful. “Really I am! You just go off and have fun. “”You sure? “”Of course I am! ” she overacted, followed by a giggle more fake than a boy band’s singing. “I’ll be fine! “Her overly happy tone began to falter as she continued. “I’ll be fine, all alone by myself. All night. Completely alone. By myself. “She sank back into the chair, tears welling up in her large eye, and her lips quivering. Amy gave a sympathetic look and took one of Leela’s hands in her own. …to be continued!
