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Levi:She’s in my hotel room. Do I massage?

Luckily and surprisingly, they text right back.

Penny:Yes. For sure.

Winnie:It will be a nice gesture, and it will be sexual.

Blakely:Use lotion and straddle her thighs so she can feel your dick when it goes hard because we know it will.

Ollie:Don’t forget an accidental side boob graze.

Penny:For sure, the side boob.

Winnie:Love a good side boob.

Blakely:Side boob for the win.

Ollie:I go feral for side boob.

Levi:Will she think it’s accidental?

Penny:Who cares. Get that tit, Posey!

Winnie:Either way, everyone wins.

Ollie:If she is offended by the side boob graze, then she’s not the girl for us.

Blakely:If she turns over from the side boob graze and shows her tits, you better end the night with one of her nipples in your mouth.

Penny:NO! We are not going all the way, remember?

Levi:What if I can’t help it?

Ollie:She’s right, we can’t go all the way. This is torture, not satisfaction. If she turns over, tell her great tits and then get off her.

Winnie:The great tits comment will make her feel nice while you ghost her for the rest of the night. She’ll be thinking, at least he said I have great tits.

Penny:Something for her to hold on to while she questions everything she ever did.

Levi:This sounds . . . mean.

Blakely:Did she or did she not walk in on you while you were coming on your stomach?

Levi:She didn’t! There was no active cum.

The door to the bathroom unlocks, and I quickly set my phone down and stare at the ceiling. I know I told her I wouldn’t look, but as she enters the room, I glance over at her and the rolled-up flannel shorts she’s wearing, along with the white tank top that does nothing to hide the shape of her breasts.

“What’s wrong with those pajamas?” I ask.

She glances over at me as she sets her dirty but folded clothes by her bag.

“Just . . . the no bra thing.”

“I’ll survive,” I say and then sit up. “Now lie down on the edge of the bed.”

She pauses and stares at me quizzically. “Huh? I thought I was sleeping on the cot.”

“You are,” I say as I get out of bed, and her eyes take me all in. I walk over to the bathroom and snag the free lotion. “But you missed your massage today, and I’m going to make sure you get one.”