On the other side of the door is a very drunk Jason. "Jason, what the fuck are you doing here? I thought you'd still be banging to the chick you hooked up with", you state. He shrugs and says, "I probably would have if Stacy hadn't showed up". Stacy is Jason's ex who doesn't want to be an ex. They broke up a year ago and she's been stalking him ever since. You nod your head and step to the side to let him in. You've played out this before. Stacy will be pissed off and looking for him for a day or so. You'll let him hide out here until she cools down. "Come on upstairs, but be quiet. My Mom is still up and you know how she feels about you", you say. You both head up to your room where you pull out a sleeping bag for him. "Dude, thankyou. That crazy bitch slashed all four of the tires on my car", he says while stripping down to his underwear. You laugh and say, "You were the one that dated her. I did warn you about her". He gets a shit eating grin and says, "She may have been crazy but the sex was awsome. Speaking of which the girl I hooked up with tonight was". You cut him off with, "Just stop. I haven't gotten a girl in months and with this job I probably won't anytime soon. Hearing you go on about your sex life is just making it worse. I wish there was a hot ass horney slut with big tits in this room right now, because I could use some release". You say this while absent mindly fumbling the stone in your pocket.
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