Be careful what you wish for. Roger was back in the morning. At six A.M. Steve and I were slopped across the bed, naked and hung over. Limbs were everywhere, on each other, behind a head, hanging off the side of the bed. One of us was snoring.
“What the hell!” is what woke me up. I opened one eye to see Roger towering over the bed. He looked magnificent, but then I only had the one eye half open yet. “I go out for one evening and come back and find my bed taken over by you and some slut you just picked up?”
Oh was he mad. I wasn’t awake enough yet to retaliate in kind, and besides, I was too damn happy and comfortable. “Oh,” I said, “Yeah, you’re upset because you missed this one, aren’t you?” I patted Steve’s bare ass as I said this. Roger went livid; speechless, but livid. Finally he j
