Sloane
As I was about to leave, I bumped into him and his towel fell off again, his d**k right in my face.
Oh my God. Can't this towel just stay in place?
“I'm so sorry, I'm—”
I bent down to help him pick it up at the same time he bent. His d**k flailed in the air as he squatted.
I stood up fast, before he straightened.
“I am so sorry…I didn't mean to stare at your d**k,” I started, stumbling over words. “I'm not saying it's not a big d**k… it is certainly… huge.”
Jesus, Sloane. Have you lost it or what?
“Just…leave,” he said, too calmly.
I nodded. “Right.” I looked back and forth, then faced the door and took strides toward it. When the door opened, the triplets walked in, and all of them looked at me, then back at the naked guy standing in the middle of the room.
“What's goi
