Mr.X
“I always saw my roommates changing clothes.”
“Seriously?” I ask, surprised by the information.
“It was a horrifying sight,” X affirms, making a face. “Now that I have a beautiful roommate, it's only fair that I'm rewarded for all those years of hairy male bodies, balls, and penises.”
“It must have been terrible,” I comment with a smile.
“You have no idea of the awful nightmares I had for years,” X says. Then he lets go of the T-shirt, allowing me to hold it, and continues, “Help your poor roommate have happy dreams tonight. Please…”
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