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His dark circles, as well as his tired body, were evidence of his sleepless nights. "Why don't you try for a paying guest?" he suggested as he picked up the cushion that had fallen from his kick. "You're forgetting that I live in a one-bedroom apartment." "I don't have an extra room." He was perplexed and raised his head. "You could tell them you're looking for a roommate." Sharing a room with a boy will have no effect on you. Because you are rarely at home. And if they refuse, you can sleep on the sofa here. By the way, where do you sleep now?

Both of them were definitely in their mid thirties. “What? This is the last room left. Take it or leave it. You can buy one of the rooms at an apartment nearby but this is how it works in free campus accommodation. So what if he’s a dude? If he does something inappropriate then you can report it and it will be investigated.” She was scrolling something on her phone, not even looking up as she said it. Rent an apartment? My parents already spent so much money on this. I can’t burden them with this. Maybe if I pick up a part time job...

discount, putting the rent just within my budget. The owner, a girl named Maeve, seemed to be overseas. We could only talk over a staticky phone line. She explained it was a two-bedroom, which meant sharing. I didn’t care. I needed out of that hotel, fast. “A roommate? I’m fine with that. Is it you I’d be sharing with?” Maeve’s voice cut in and out through the static. “...owner… living there? Yes… If that’s… okay… you should sign the lease soon.”

Yvonne Caruso was delighted when I remained silent. She scoffed at me. "It's good that you know to be afraid. A hillbilly like you has probably never seen such a luxurious hotel before. Do you think this hotel belongs to your family? "Just because you're a bimbo who got into the company doesn't mean you deserve a good room." She pointed at a huge dumpster not far away. "That's where you deserve to live. Don't say I didn't warn you, but someone is going to take that place if you're too late."

"Not really, only five places, including this apartment! this apartment is by far the best!" "Is that so? earlier, the man said there was an empty apartment with three bedrooms. If you don't mind, how about we share a room?" "What? share a room? with you?" ***

Wet, sloppy, rhythmic, and real. I pressed my palm against my stomach and breathed out slow. My roommate Angelina was out partying again, so it was just me and these damn walls. The girl next door cried out louder, begging for it, and my body answered with a throb I couldn’t ignore. My hand slid down before I could stop it, fingertips brushing the edge of my shorts. No. I snatched my hand back like I’d touched fire. I slammed the book shut. This was ridiculous. I was twenty, still a virgin, and listening to strangers have sex like some pervert. My face burned. I needed to get out. Now.

Time skip: Next night Our parents had gone to bed early. I was supposed to be studying, but my phone kept lighting up with messages from SecretHeat. IronPulse had messaged first. IronPulse: *You left the door unlocked?. Heatlena: yes Iron pulse: Did you touch yourself thinking about him?* I bit my lip and typed back with shaky thumbs. HeatLena: *Yes. I came hard imagining him walking in and pinning me on the bed and taking me hard*

Mark smirked as he opened the door, "Don't mind the mess, my roommate is a complete pig." "It's fine." Jane laughed and she took in her untidy surroundings. Marks apartment was part of a complex and by the looks of it, had never been lived in by a woman. He lived in the ideal environment that most earth men dreamed about. "Who is the hot girl?" Joshua, Marks roommate asked. "Her name is Jane," I replied as he gave her a once over then returned to his projected game. "Sit, sit." Mark laughed and nudge Jane towards the couch.

He seemed to be not so focused on everything that he said and was about to be said, instead, his eyes were on his bed warmer almost all the time. As if realizing that his right-hand man was trying to divert his attention from Gerthel, Boss Dar looked at him and then nodded. “That’s good Gab. A mistake is not part of the options for our operation tomorrow night. Just like before, it should be done seamlessly,” he said thereafter. “Yes, Boss. By the way, we found your new bed warmer already. She has all the qualities that you told us to look for in a bedwarmer or much better to call, a surrogate mother or a breeder?” Mr. Gab was chuckling.

I explained, fluttering around. I sat down on my bed and just watched her put her clothes away, 'I'm not sure if this is love at first sight, but damn, we have this rule, and my new roommate is ravishing: pretty face, skinny figure and long brown hair too. Crap, I wonder if Sharon knows that I like girls. Would she just randomly give me a hot brunette with big melons like Casey as a roommate?' I thought as she bent over. 'And she has her dark blue thong sticking out, are you kidding me?'