Sweet Hole
"How long have you been standing a few feet in front of me?"
"Ten seconds, were you just masturbating to me as I had my thong sticking out?"
I stayed silent and shed a couple of tears. "I'm sorry, please don't tell Sharon," I pleaded, putting my hands up.
She smiled. "Are you bisexual, Kendra?" she pondered, coming to my bed and sitting down.
"I guess."
"And you're living in a house full of ladies that you aren't allowed to screw?" she giggled.
I nodded. "There is one exception to the rule though."