Post by Trevor Williams on Apr 14, 2011 20:49:21 GMT -8
Following Settling the Debt.
Saturday, September 3, 2011
8:30 a.m.
Mmm...boobies...in face. Was Sienna trying to wake him up? Maybe. He chuckled deeply, reaching up and grabbing one. "Morning to you, too, sexy," he murmured sleepily, too pleased with his luck at the moment to give the pounding headache or upset stomach much thought. But as he grabbed the woman's boob, he realized something wasn't right. This woman's set was far too big to be Sienna's. At that, Trevor's hand began to move its way around the woman's body, finally around her side to her back only to notice there was another body pressed up against hers. Please be another woman. Please be another woman... he thought to himself, his eyes squinting shut and head remaining in the comfort of the woman's chest.
However, as he turned his hand around to feel the person's stomach and he felt nice abs, he began to have the sinking feeling it wasn't going to be a woman, and as his hands moved down and found something long and hard, he suddenly jerked his hand away with a squeal as he pushed himself up quickly from the bed. That hand was never going to be clean again! Never! His eyes grew wide as they settled on the man, whom he quickly realized was Teague. He stumbled back, grabbing his stomach.
He was going to be sick.
Why had he had to move his hand downward? Discovering pecs instead of boobs would've been a much more ok thing to discover than another man's junk--much less, Teague's!
"Teague!" Trevor said in a hushed whisper. "Teague!" He leaned over and gingerly shook him with his fingertips as though touching him was going to make him contract the plague. When that didn't work, he pushed him off the bed before really thinking about the fact he was standing stark naked--a way he didn't want his friend and employee to see him. Realizing this, he darted towards the bathroom--err, wall, only to realize there was no bathroom there. So, he resorted to having to check through the scattered clothing to figure out where the heck his briefs were, his backside towards the bed as he randomly bent over and stood up until finally he found what he was looking for and began to pull them on.
"What the hell happened last night?" he asked, his voice normal now. The whore had stirred when he'd leaned over her. She would be awake soon enough. "Did we...?"
Edited for: Humorous after