“Oh, I want you to skip the shower.”
“You like it dirty,” I said.
She playfully slapped my face. “I’m actually leaving.”
“What?”
“Zoe has a gig tonight,” she said. “Eva and I promised to be there.”
“Where at? I can casually drop by.”
“Not at this place, Mav. If you show up, it’ll cause a scene.”
“So I don’t get to see you tonight.”
“Are you going to miss me?”
“You have no idea how much I’m going to miss you, sweetie.”
Madison smiled, blushed, and then moved away from me.
“Hey,” I said. “If you get lonely, text me. I’ll be up all night waiting for you.”
“No need,” Madison said. “Before you, I always had…”
Madison lifted her right hand and wiggled her index and middle fingers.
That made me grit my teeth.
She was making me lose my mind.
I waited for her to disappear, then I snuck into the locker room.
When I opened the door, Lay stood up on a bench, shirtless, thrusting at the air.
Remi looked at me. “Want to do the honors?”
“Sure,” I said.
I gently swung my goalie stick and hit Lay against his dick.
He fell off the bench and to the floor.
“You broke my dick!” Lay yelled.
“I barely touched it,” I said.
“That’s what the woman said to Lay when he lost his virginity,” Riff said.
“Your mother loved it,” Lay said.
Riff jumped toward the bench and Abel stopped him.
“Can we get this over with?” Abel asked. “I’d like to get home to my family.”
Coach walked into the locker room.
With Alonso.