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Posted by 3rdkill on Dec 24, 2010 11:57:59 GMT -6
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”Yeah so, I’m going to go get a dried off. Back in a min? Stay.”
Lance sat on the bed for a few more seconds after Faye disappeared into the bathroom.
Noting the dampness on the sheets beneath him, Lance quickly stood up as he realized that his still wet swim short was leaking all over Faye’s bed.
He had to change to drier clothing before Faye thinks that he wetted himself on her bed.
Peeking outside the room to make sure that the corridor was empty, Lance quietly slipped out of Faye’s room, quickly making his way towards his own room to change.
Luckily, Nathan, his roommate, was not in. It would have been difficult to explain where he had been at this hour of the night and why he was wearing a pair of wet swim shorts.
Stripping off the wet swimwear and hanging them in the bathroom, Lance quickly slipped into a pair of gray sweat shorts over a pair of blue boxers. Stopping by the bedside table, Lance pulled out a small foil packet from the drawer. A small laugh escaped the teen as he remembered that he had not really planned on using the thing when he bought it. But now, he was thankful that he did. Lance grinned and shook his head as he slipped the packet into his short’s pocket, then quietly left his room and quickly making his way back to Faye’s.
Fortunately for Lance, Faye had not yet come out of the bathroom. Why do they always take so long?
Lance had just sat down on Faye’s bed when the bathroom door clicked open and Faye stepped out wearing more comfortable clothing.
The teen couldn’t keep himself from grinning. Lance visually explored the sight before him... and the grin grew wider.
Faye slowly made her way towards his location. As she stood near him, Lance reached out with his left hand to hold Faye by her right. The teen paused for a few seconds, as if considering his next course of action. Then without warning, Lance pulled Faye towards him.
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