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Qale (aka Qale)
Nov 6 '14, 19:10
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Micah wedged his frame up behind Lauren and drew her back with secure hands on her hips. He murmured to her, "Too bad these jackasses are ruining our night. I'd love to eat your cookie."
"Alright, time to go! I'm sure your parents have you on a nice and early curfew considering you don't look like you're even out of high school." Jonas reached for the door, opened it, and gestured that perhaps Lauren ought to make use of it.
"You can't kick out my girlfriend." Micah protested.
"Girlfriend?" Lauren whirled about and smirked. "Now that'd be an upgrade." Reaching up she put a pair of fingers to Micah's forehead as if they were the barrel of a gun, and after she 'fired' leaned forward to paint his lips with a wet kiss. "Next time."
Elliot shifted uncomfortably while he watched the two.
In the kitchen, Sheldon and Anya, tired of rifling through the same parts of trash, took the liberty of dumping the contents into the sink. Shrieks and arguments ensued, but didn't yet draw the attention of the others. Not while Lauren and Micah continued to put on a show.
Drawing down that top just to get handful of her tits, Micah offered Elliot a knowing smile before suddenly grimacing. Lauren reached between the Junior's legs and gave his goods a squeeze that went a bit far. It was truly an unfair consolation prize, as was watching her readjust her outfit while stalking past the tall man at the door.
"Are you serious, man?" Jonas groaned once the door was closed.
Rubbing at his groin, he plopped down on the couch. Feeling something tickle at his forearm, he reached between the cushions and produced the scant bit of cloth that was Lauren's panties. "I am a talented heterosexual, Jonas. You just wouldn't understand."
"You're a self-absorbed asshole! Not thirty minutes you were at the candlelight vigil of your ex-girlfriend who died in a tragic car accident."
"Ex-girlfriend and accident." Micah emphasized, then shrugged while twirling the underwear between fingers. "I can't deny the ladies what they want and I didn't cause Allison's death. That was Anya. And hey, you okay over there, buddy?" Looking at Elliot, he snapped his fingers, and then slingshotted the panties at the Freshman. "Get a good peek? This is why you should keep coming with me to frat events."
While Elliot's attempt to catch the tossed garment failed, Micah's point certainly had made its impact. With a non-committal shrug, he wandered over to the recliner and eased down on the arm rest.
"Can we just focus on why we're here?" Jonas grumbled, lifting his gaze toward the pair rummaging through the trash they'd dumped into the sink, he called over, "Found anything yet?"
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