Needless to say, I recover rather quickly and Lauren suggests we f**k doggie style facing the TV so we can both see the screen while we're f*****g. She has the best ideas! I'm holding her hips and slamming into her, both of us grunting from the exertion when I hear a noise in the living room. f**k! I look at the clock; it's only 7 o'clock. What the f**k!
"Someone's here," I say, pulling out of Lauren and clicking off the TV. We jump off the bed and are scrambling around for our clothes when I hear Rachel. Why the f**k didn't I close my door before she saw that it was open?
"Hey, what happened to the TV? I got off early and... Oh s**t!" she says, backing away from my doorway as I struggle into my shorts. "I'm so sorry!" she says, staring at Lauren who is dancing on one foot, trying to pul
