Players Don't Walk Away (On Hold)

Skinless Hoes and Horny Bastards

Dedication: similove
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Chapter 8: Skinless Hoes and Horny Bastards

Fuck. Shit. Fuck.

Damn it! This is bad this is very bad. Normally i like bad. Hell, i love it. But shit this was bad,bad. The type of bad that i didn't like. Fuck Nate and his superior sexiness!

I groaned in frustration as i ran my hands through my messed up hair. Sleep normally does me well. Lets me escape the world around me. This time, sadly, sleep did not let me leave the world. Oh no! It had a different thought. Hey, why not have a horny dream about your brothers best friend. Who happens to be the sexiest man oh earth. What the capital Fuck!

It's even worst that i liked the dream. It's terrible, but i can't stop thinking about it. Him, his hot sweaty skin as he- Damn it. I can't believe my self. Bad Lia. Down girl.

"Well some one looks a little frustrated." Chance chuckled as he sat up off his sleeping bag that was across from mine. "Can you please stop mumbling about some sexy dream? You're getting everyone horny."

"I'm sorry okay. It's not my fault when you get a boner just by think about what I'm thinking about." I gave him a dry look. Get everyone horny my ass.

"Would you, Ms. Not My Fault, like to tell that to my boner?" Chance snorted. This is why i love him. He's okay will me talking about things like horny dreams and boners were as other would give me gross looks. Like that old lady from the grocery story. It's not my problem you dissed sex a long time ago. Some of us still have enough stamina to keep going.

"Chance's boner, i swear it was not my fault for waking you up." I looked down at his crotch area and pretended to talk to little Chance.

"You are some thing else Lia. Only you would talk to a boner." Chance laughed and shook his head.

"What's this about talking to a boner?" Chrissy sat up and looked around. I laughed, her expression was so eager.

"Chrissy you little slut. Of course you would wake up when boners are the main topic."

"Shut up." She pouted, but anyone tell she was faking.

"Oh come on don't be a skinless hoe!" I exaggerated.

"Now come on lady's lets not start the PMSing game." Chance faked scolding.

"Shut it you horny bastard." I said.

"I like how it went from boners to skinless hoes and horny bastards." Chrissy smirked.

"Oh my. Remember how in high school they wouldn't let you show shoulders, but you could wear tight ass shorts? I don't get why. I mean serious guys are getting so fucking turned on by shoulders. Damn those shoulders girl." I purred sarcastically.

"Oh yeah. I remember. We used to go around rubbing peoples shoulders. Oh, and our biology teacher call that guy, shit what's his name, a horny bastard. Also when he called that slut Devon a skinless hoe. He really started a tread. God, he was the best teacher ever!"

"Maybe one day we should go visit him." I pondered.

"Great idea. We always gave him a run for his money when we were students. Why not when we no longer have any association with him any more!"

"Can i come?" Chance asked eagerly.

"Sure, along as you're a horny bastard or a skinless hoe!"

"Of course. Is there any other way?" Chance asked.

Before I could say anything Missy screamed in her sleep.

"Flynn Rider!"

All three of us turned to a tossing and turning Missy. I couldn't tell if she was having a nightmare or not i was just laughing at what see screamed.

"Missy! Missy wake up!" Chance shook her. Not so gently might I add.

She popped up and gasp. Looking around franticly. Realizing it was just us she let out a loud breath. "Oh thank God." She placed her hand on top of her heart.

"You okay Missy? What happen?"Chance said concerned as he dragged her onto his lap. He was always looking over us girls. Especially Missy. I think it's because she's the quietest and shyest. Plus he also knew me and Chrissy could more than likely handle ourselves.

"I had to choose." She whispered quietly. All of us lean in to hear her.

"Choose between what?" I asked.

"Them."

"Whose them?" Chrissy asked confusedly. Looking around as if someone would jump through the window.

"Tarzan and Flynn Rider." Missy's eyes widened.

"Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Slow you're roll. So you mean to tell me you had a dream, from what it looks like a nightmare about Tarzan and Flynn Rider? Two Disney characters?" I clarified.

"Hot. Hot Disney characters. Tarzan in his lion cloth and Flynn with the Smolder. Damn it gets me every time." Missy corrected.

"Both of ya'll are obviously having some very sexy dreams. Lia over here was have a very sexy dream." Chance wiggled his eyebrow. I grabbed my pillow and whacked him upside the head. "Ow." He rubbed his head.

Chrissy and Missy both leaned in. "Who was your dream about?"

"No one." I said quickly. Shoot. They're onto me!

"Mmmmhuh. I'm sure it was about no one." Missy said sarcastically.

"Your sarcasm is not appreciated miss." I huffed.

"Get over it." Chrissy added in quickly. "Does this dream happen to involve a hot, sexy body upstairs?"

"No." I squeaked. Shit! I'm normally a great liar. What the hell is wrong with me?

"Really. Not even someone who happened to be covered in your lip stick across his neck last night?" Chrissy asked slyly.

"Who, may i point out, you gave a boner?" Missy squeaked on the last word. So innocent.

"Again with the boners!" Chance groaned and feel backwards. Landing in a soft thump on his pillows.

"What about boners."

We turned and there stood, in all his morning glory, the man of my dreams.

Literally.

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