Running

Waking Up

I wake up to a pounding headache. I moan in pain, thrashing my hands around me, trying to find something.

"Looking for something?" Tracy groans as I touch her warm skin.

"You, actually," I squeeze my eyes shut tightly. "Now let's stop talking. It hurts." She stops speaking, but sits up and looks around our surroundings. "Where are we, Tracy?"

"Um."

"Tracy....?"

"We might be in a bed."

"That's good, right?" I ask, confused.

"Naked."

I squeal and jump out of bed, hangover forgotten. It turns out I am naked, butt naked. Tracy's tanned torso sits calmly on the bed as I freak out.

"I lost my virginity," I murmur, horror struck. "I can't believe---this wasn't supposed to happen!"

"Ladies, ladies," Will walks out of the bathroom, his chest glistening with shower steam. A white towel hangs dangerously low on his hips. "Did you enjoy last night?"

I scream loudly, making him cover his ears. I run under the covers so he can't see my nude body.

"Goddamn, woman, you're gonna break the window," I stop. "Thank you. Now can one of you please tell me why Iris the Opera Singer just threatened to break all of the china in my fine living quarters?"

Tracy sighs. "Iris and I woke up naked in this bed."

He rolls his eyes. "You guys went skinny dipping like a bunch of drunken fools, so I, your Prince Charming, decided to bring you two to bed. Well, still naked."

"How did you carry us both?" Tracy asks suspiciously.

"Well," he says proudly, "I asked the football team for help."

Now it's Tracy's turn to scream. "They totally felt us up, you dimwit! I can smell them all over me!"

"Uh," I say, speaking up. "How does being felt up work?"

"It means they rub their grimy hands all over your special place and boobies," Tracy says helpfully. "Actually, I'm surprised they didn't fucking rape us!"

Will rolls his eyes. "Calm down, Princess Tracy. I watched them, trust me. Can't have them touching my little Iris, now can I?" I blush, smiling.

"Don't let him fool you, Iris," Tracy snorts. "He was probably wasted to the point of unconsciousness." Then she stands up, out of the covers. Did I mention she was naked?

"Tracy!" I gasp, blushing even harder.

"Calm down, prude," she laughs. "He's seen it all before."

"You mean---um--you mean that, uh----" I gape.

"Yes, we've slept together," she smiles amusingly. "He was maybe a 4 and a half."

"What? I am at least an 8 in all cases!"

She laughs. "Sure."

"Can we stop talking about his dick size and find some clothes?" I yell out.

"Fine, Iris," he rolls his eyes and passes Tracy a silk robe. "I'm guessing you'll want some underwear?"

"Um," I say. "Yes, please, I would absolutely love a pair of underpants that belong to someone else."

Will laughs. "Sarcastic minx."

Now it's my turn to roll my eyes.

"I'll be right back," he says.

He had better be right back.

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Sort of a filler chapter, sorry!

I'll shake things up a bit soon....stay tuned!

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