Fuck him

John runs over all the different things he could do to Alaina in his head, but ultimately he settles on the obvious choice. You can tell what he's going to say even before he opens his mouth, just based on the look on his scummy face. "You're gonna walk upstairs, dressed just like that," he says. "And then you're going to find us a room, because I'm going to fuck the shit out of you."

Alaina looks absolutely disgusted, but much too proud to back down now. She pushes her chair out and stands, maybe 5'4". Her black underwear is getting swallowed up by her toned ass. With one arm, she covers her chest. "Fine," she says. "But when you cum in thirty seconds like a two-pump chump, you don't get to make me do anything else."

Holy shit, you think. She's actually going through with this. She's actually going to fuck John. You can't believe that one of John's schemes to get into your floormates' pants actually worked.

Alaina turns on her heel and strides proudly out of the living room. Guys and girls both cheer as she walks out and up the stairs.

"Excuse me gents," John says as he stands. He's visibly hard. "I'm gonna go tap that."

You scowl. John follows in Alaina's path, walking up the stairs and out of sight.