Glowering, grumpy Mona and Leona and a stud day for Joe

One mug of tea, sprinkle of sugar, dribble of milk for brown-haired, stone-faced Mona.

One Big Commute Cup of coffee, scoop of creamer, scoop of sugar for red-haired, disaster-bedhead and droopy-eyed Leeloo.

The Big Commute Cup from Leeloo's retail superstore employer was already here when you semi-moved in with Mona. Another sign that Leona and Mona were thick as thieves before you stuck an oar, um, dick, into their plans and Mona yanked you aboard.

Arrr, blow me down, but that nautical themed pick-up joint, The Man Friday, really was stuck in your head.

You're not clear if Mona really is trying to breed you to her best friend, to double down on the nesting thing they were planning -- boyfriends or baby daddies aside -- but you kind of think so?

As grumpy as they're starting their day, this might as well be The Crows' Nest.

After Mona settles her morning tummy and Leeloo's sagging eyelids slowly reach fully open, they're a little more chirpy.

"Where'd you go last night, Joe?" Mona asks.

"You know Ms. Yoshida, one of my pool customers?"

Leeloo snorts and sprays coffee out her nose onto her tits, or rather onto one of your T-shirts that's stretched a bit in covering up her Grand Canyon of freckled pink cleavage.

"I take it Mona's told you, Leeloo?" you say.

Leeloo waves you off, coughing and nodding her head. "Uh, yeah. The kickboxing lady who nearly killed you, but now you're her part-time hookup for butt fucking?"

You nod at Leeloo. "Mmyeah, Lee, I guess that's about right." Mona's staring down into her tea mug, so you continue. "Anyway it was a bad hook-up. Some visiting guy with a fancy rental car. He got her drunk and got handsy out at a viewpoint on the coast highway. She punched him and knocked out his front tooth."

"I'm liking this Karen girl more and more," Leeloo says approvingly.

"Well okay," you say. "So she punched him in the mouth. He ran off and called a car service. She didn't have a car key, she was drunk, she was running out of battery, she said. And she called me. Oh right, yeah, and she barfed on the back of my jacket."

"Karen. Girl. What," Leeloo says. "I guess you're Mister Phone A Friend, huh."

You shrug. "I hope so. I hope she remembers me when she hooks up with a rich guy worth keeping and moves him in. Though I don't know if I'm gonna stick it out as a pool boy. Small company, personality drama, you know."

"Small company? I don't," Leeloo says. "Me? Drive-Thru Window at McBurgerLand, late night checker at Connie Connie Fast Mart, then finally a union job at Big Box Boy. I guess McBurgerLand had a little bit of personality drama, but we had enough turnover that it wasn't like your job."

Mona laughs, finally. "Leeloo was clearly made for Waffle House, but there aren't any for five hours' drive. Nearest one is, um...?"

"Tucson Arizona," Leeloo says. "They have Waffle House in Tucson. I don't know, I'd rather have my drama away from the job, you know?"

You clear your throat. "Yeah. Anyway I helped Karen wash up and get to bed. I came back and crashed on the couch, and here I am. But um. So. After last night I wondered something, Mo?"

"Yeah?" Mona looks up.

"I'm your Number One, Mona. Is Leeloo gonna move in? And where does that leave me? 'Cause she said you two were fixing to be roommates and I messed that up."

Leeloo makes a sound like she's going to start talking but doesn't actually say any words.

"How about you take a shower and let me wake up all the way, Joe," Mona says.

"You want some dry toast?" Leeloo asks.

"Yeah," Mona says. She makes a shooing motion with her hands. "Shower."

Rolls:

STALK THEM: 2d6-1 = 2, Miss. THE GIRLS MAKE A MOVE (Something non-sexual: talking).

STALK THEM: 2d6-1 = 3, Miss. THE GIRLS MAKE A MOVE (Make you cum).

When you emerge, refreshed and clean, Mona is standing in her bedroom doorway. "This way, Joe." She beckons you over. "She's waiting."

Leeloo is waiting on the bed, crouched down on her forearms and knees, broad pale ass up facing you with her pussy lips swollen and parted between the tails of her ginger-red bush. She's at the perfect height for you to walk up to the foot of Mona's bed and slide it on in.

You can't resist. Leeloo is hot and ready, and she grinds back at you, moaning and murmuring "yes, Joe, yes, Joe, yes, yes, yes.". You don't last a minute.

Mona helps you ease back. "Joe?"

"Wow. Uh-huh?" you say, feeling floaty and unsteady on your feet.

Mona blots your dripping dick with a washcloth. "I left a grocery list on the kitchen table. Stuff you and Leeloo didn't get yesterday. Could you make a run?"

"Yeah," you say. You pull up your briefs and shorts. "Okay Mo."

Somehow no more talking gets done that day, at least not about who's moving in with Mona, you or Leeloo.

But Mona has you pound another load into Leeloo, so you're kinda sure that Leeloo wants what Mona's having.

Your baby.

You have 2 XP.
You have Hard +2 (with Fucking Huge), Hot +2 (with Charming), Cool 0, Control -1.
You have the Character Move PILLOW TALK if you ever get the chance to use it.

What's your next Move? Try Try Again: STALK HER (just Mona): 2d6 = 3. THE GIRLS MAKE A MOVE.

Choose from the suggestions, or use a Random Event from the One Page Solo Engine: /Tie you up. /Get you high. /Tease you. /Shower. /Make you cum. /Change outfits. /Take you someplace new. /Run away (You can tell her to stay, or **** her to stay). /Pass out. /Something non-sexual (She talks about D&D, watches a movie with you, etc.) /Something exciting (you have an adventure, monsters attack, etc.) /You are interrupted. /You get caught. /You get hurt. / A new girl appears.

What happens when the girls make a Move?