The Roommate (The Camgirl Part 2)

Part LV: Drunk Torture

LV: Liam

Liam

"Alright. Spill."

Liam looked back and forth between the three girls, wary, and a little tipsy. Maybe a bit more than tipsy. He sat on Tasha's bed, the brunette's legs on his lap as she lounged against her pillows. Sara and Kiki sat across from him on Petra's bed, leaning back against the mirror. The third roommate was out, either studying or having fun with a new boy, according to Sara.

Tasha's gorgeous, blonde roommate wore a green knit sweater with an oval cutout over her impressive cleavage, and black leggings that clung to her toned, shapely hips and legs. Kiki still wore a tank top and sports bra over her leggings, one that let just a bit of her insane abs peek out.

Tasha, on the other hand, had made a point of changing out her workout clothes while he, Kiki, and Sara started drinking. She hadn't even gone into their bathroom, just told him to look away. Now, she wore a tight, low-cut tank top and loose shorts that bared her pale legs, toned from years of gymnastics and cheerleading.

"Do I have to?" Liam asked.

Tasha cleared her throat, arching a delicate eyebrow, "You say something like that again and you're going to have to take another shot."

Liam sighed, "Fine."

Still, he hesitated. He knew Kiki well enough, and she'd found out some more private...interesting things about him, and though he considered himself good friends with Tasha--a bit better than last year--she didn't know too many things like this about him yet. Sara, he barely knew. He'd occasionally spoken with her last year when visiting Tasha, but this year, he'd only seen her a few times when hanging out with Matt or his roommates.

Liam frowned at that.

Have I really not been over here that often? Just because Tasha lives across campus now?

He'd have to fix that.

"Liam?" Tasha said, a warning tone to her voice.

He shook himself, taking a deep breath, then looked around at the three girls, "Sorry. Was in my head."

He paused wetting his lips, then forced it out.

"Alright, I was wondering if you guys would be able to help me out with Blake."

"Specifically having rough sex with her," Tasha said, grinning.

Liam tried to keep a straight face despite the heat in his cheeks, "Yes. That."

Kiki blushed, but Sara leaned forward, interested.

"How rough are we talking?" she asked, "I need to know what we're working with. And how kinky?"

"Choking and spanking were mentioned," Tasha said before Liam could answer, hypnotic blue eyes dancing as she grinned at him. Then she glanced toward the other bed, "And I think Kiki has something to add."

Liam looked at his friend. She met his gaze, then blushed even deeper, remembering what she knew.

He let his head fall back, "Fuck."

All three of them laughed, and Liam looked back to Kiki in time to see Sara grab her arm and pull her close, "Now you have to tell us."

Kiki bit her lip, looking back to Liam.

He shrugged, giving her a half-smile.

"Just go ahead and tell them. I think I'll have to take another shot if you don't."

"You should take another one anyway," Tasha said, flicking his arm, "You're a boy. Your tolerance is higher."

Liam stuck his tongue out her, and Tasha made a face, snapping her teeth, eyes sparkling. Then she turned back to Kiki.