Nadia squeezes the pillow hard against her ears, praying they will quiet down or that she’ll go deaf. Even that would be welcome at this point. “I did not sign up for this....”
“You’re free to leave at any time, you know?” Sienna walks out of her bedroom wearing a pair of booty shorts and nothing more than a towel around her neck that narrowly covers her breasts. “I only invited you here because you were in such distress and I hoped we’d have some fun, but if I had known I wouldn’t be getting any pleasure, and only a freeloader instead, I’d have left you to combust in that bathroom stall.” She says this, but there’s no malice or frustration in her voice.
Nadia sits up on the couch and holds the pillow against her lap. “I’m sorry about that, okay?! How many times are you going to bring it
