“I’m telling you man, she’s ready.” Charlie held up his phone as proof, displaying a text that read “I want your cock.”
“Bullshit,” Dan said, waving the phone out of his face and taking another bite of his square pizza. He’s cool. He could hear bedsprings and panting: clear sounds of someone going at it. When he turned back, Charlie saw Christy step out from the partition wearing a pink and white bikini. The only reason two relatively unpopular guys like Charlie and Dan could even talk to Drew was that he got assigned a probability and statistics course and wound up sitting by the two friends who regularly helped him with his work (and gave him the answers when needed). “This will take at least an hour. Christy stepped down into the water and was surprised to feel it heated.
