𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝖩𝖮𝖩𝖨 𝖷 𝖱𝖤𝖠𝖣𝖤𝖱

Chapter 3

𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒔𝒔, 𝒅𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒚 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒔𝒔.

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I had seriously reached my limits.
1. I hadn't had a gig in days.
2. My childish neighbours.
3. Lorna and D dawg are fucking like rabbits.
4. I was currently locked out of my own bathroom,
Why you may ask? See reason number 3.

The bathroom rattles as moans and groans travel through the thin walls of our apartment,
I desperately needed to pee even resorting to doing a little dance to keep my urges at bay,
they could've chosen their own bed for the devils tango... even the couch would have sufficed, but no.

I ponder over my options,
Pee in the sink?
What am I a fucking animal?

Hold it?
I will combust.

I suddenly hear a clatter from next door's apartment followed by unnecessarily loud laughter.
seemingly the only other people awake at 3 A.M in our apartment complex,
I shiver as the cold night air surrounds my bare legs and arms.

Fuck it, I'm desperate.
I exit my sex filled apartment and knock on door 104.
I anxiously wait for an answer,
It's already too late take into consideration the clothes I'm wearing... or rather lack there of,
I stood in a tank top and panties, my arms crossed at my suddenly conscious exposure.

The door unlocks and I'm filled with dread,
There stands George, obviously high as a kite, the smell of weed fills the air and I forget why I'm even here in the first place,

"Is it my birthday or something?" He smirks, leaning against the door frame,
God I forgot how much I hate this guy.

"You tell me!" I smile superficially, rocking on my heels,

"Hm" he laughs through his nose studying me as he does so, his eyes linger over my panties a little longer then I'd like them too, almost as if he's envisioning taking them off.

"If you continue undressing me with your eyes I might just catch a cold!" I speak up nervously, shuddering uncomfortably,

"Well then why don't you let my hands take over?" He seductively suggests,

"An easy 50 dollars right?" I ask pettily, rolling my eyes,

"Huh?" He asks, not entirely all there,

I find myself no longer needing to pee but I've already gone through the process of knocking, so I might as well.

"Well to what do I owe this pleasure?" George breaks the silence, staring down at me,
I do my best to act as though his gaze doesn't intimidate me, the smirk stays on his lips as if he knows what he's doing to me.

"My roommate is getting cream-pied in my bathroom and I really gotta pee" I explain,

"Awh... is someone feeling left out huh? Is someone craving a cream pie? Because I wouldn't mind serving you one at all baby" he leans down, whispering condescendingly,

"No you.. perv!" I whisper shout back at him, gaining temporary confidence,
"I just need to use your bathroom that's all" I lower my voice, feeling small again,