"My boyfriend is suck a jerk!"

She doesn't really push him off and the shock of that statement has your mind kind of numb. You let him paw at your ass as you all walk to Sophie's room.

That bastard. That mother fucking (girlfriend fucking) bastard.

Inside he gives you a modified sad puppy, I'm sorry look. You can't say or do anything about it right now. You're not sure what you could do anyway.

The room smells like pot. Sophie relights the joint she had been smoking. After you and Tyler do the same, she grabs you by the wrist and pulls you into the closet.

The walk-in was big enough for two people, if you didn't mind being an inch and a half apart. You had hidden from her parents more than once in there. You even got your first blow job in that closet.

Thinking about it gets you sweating. The slightest thing seems to turn you on. Your mind drifts to her giving Tyler head in there. There is a sinking in your gut, but you cant help but feel yourself getting wet.

Sophie doesn't notice your discomfort. She tosses all different pieces of clothing at you, underwear, t-shirts, whatever. Some of them you catch. She asks a lot of questions, but doesn't really wait for the answers. It's a habit you hated while you were together, but are glad for now.

At some point she stops and turns to you.