I spun around taking in my full surroundings, realizing everything was still the same way I left it after my parents went on vacation; with of course an exception or 2. That including beer bottles and a bong to the corner of my room. My face twisted with an expression that I hoped showed one of confusion. Towards the beer and especially the bong. Then I started wondering how I knew what it was called. Then it hit me with a brick, and I felt de ja vu just thinking that, I know exactly who is responsible for this new change in my vocab and the sight of bear bottles in my room. Jimmie.
"JIMMIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE"
I screamed as I ran down stairs, no response.
I began to look around the house, starting with the living room which was directly connected to the stairs. I ran over to the couch and jumped over the back board to sit in the chair.
Instead of my ass hitting the couch, it hit someones chest. I sat down for a mere second then quickly got up and turned around, in shock to find Jimmie's boyfriend, Kyle, on the couch naked.
My eyes trailed down his body, finally reaching his crotch area. It caused me to gag as he was completely naked, balls and everything.
'My lesbian eyes hurt. Ughhhh'
I picked up a pillow off the floor and put it over his dick then called for Jimmie again.
"BETCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH #222222222. GET YOUR ASS IN THE LIVING ROOM NOW"
I heard the back door, connecting to the living room creak open, there stood Jimmie in all his glory, wet.
