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Post by Rusty McConaughey on Jan 15, 2013 20:53:47 GMT -5
i'm sorry i had to. it was just too perfectRusty rolled to his back and inched himself up a bit so his head was against the backboard again. His chest was rising and falling slowly, deeply, as he tried to figure out what he'd just done. Was he still a virgin? His penis told him otherwise. But.. Sally.. He turned to look at her. She was laying quite still, and her chest was rising and falling almost exactly like his. Brow furrowed, Rusty looked down at his chest and scratched it gently trying to figure out what on earth was going on. It was nice, he wasn't gonna say it wasn't. Because he really had had a good time. But it was weird. Did having sex with a lesbian count as losing your virginity? Especially when they were both drunk? He didn't know and he honestly didn't care right now. When that thought hit him, he made a 'pfff' noise and shook his head. "Sal?" he whispered, poking her shoulder like he had done earlier.
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Post by Rusty McConaughey on Jan 15, 2013 23:57:06 GMT -5
Rusty snorted. "Hell.. I dunno," he said, a strange bit of southern accent hitting his voice which made him smile. "I mean.. I don't know what to say. Do.. you?" Mimicking the way she'd rolled to her side, Rusty put a hand under his head to prop it up as he looked into her eyes.
She really was a great friend. Not because of this, but just because.. well, she just was. He couldn't explain it. She was one of the very few people that made him stop thinking about Ryan. And that was a pretty deep thing to say, coming from someone who was still pretty drunk.
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Post by Rusty McConaughey on Jan 16, 2013 11:31:14 GMT -5
"Might as well stay.. I don't think I could walk straight if I tried," Rusty said with a little laugh before inching back down under the blankets. He'd found his boxers with his feet at the end up the bed and managed to pull them up without having to get out of bed. A couple good rolls around as he practically tied the sheets around his body and Rusty was ready for sleep. Was he tired? Not really. But he had a lot of thinking to do. And the beer would get to him eventually... then he'd be out like a light.
"Sally, you're my best friend," Rusty said after a minute in a rather cute and innocent kind of voice. Eyes closed, he tried to drift off.
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