Just not the same.

The four of them lay exhausted in the hall. They had been at it for what seemed like a couple hours now.

"What the hell came over us?" A somewhat distraught Sam was sitting on the floor leaning nude onto Misty. Wendell sat nearby also naked, and held onto Guy. Guy still only had on Melanie's panties and socks, and Melanie's glasses were askew.

"I'm not sure," Wendell was stroking Melanie's hair, "but I think it's safe to say we should never talk about this again...ever. We all in agreement?" Some half-hearted affirmations came from Sam and Misty and an absent minded Guy said nothing. "Why don't we all get dressed and go home, yes?"

Sam and Misty got dressed and it was very, very quiet. With the moans of pleasure gone, those buzzing lights were all they could hear. Misty was the first to get properly dressed. "It was all just tequila, yeah?" She took off for the stairs.

"I uh...it was fun, but I'm seeing a guy in my... math...class. Sue...maybe we should just not talk for a couple days." Sam, left at a brisk pace.

"Hahahaha," Wendell couldn't help but laugh once Sam had gotten out of earshot. "We didn't really accomplish anything, did we?" He kissed the side of Melanie's head.

"No, We really didn't." Guy finally fixed Melanie's glasses. "What did you think was going to happen when we got up here?"

"Honestly...I thought those two would run off and we would...have a little fun."

"Mmm." Guy sat up and turned to Wendell. "So what do we do with these two now?"

Wendell sat up and let started pulling away Susan. "We just leave them here. They'll go home I guess. And hopefully not talk to Sam or Misty." Wendell watched Guy start taking off Melanie. "Jeez. This could be kinda bad for Melanie. Too late to go back now."

"Why did I have to wear her again?" Guy had freed his real face from Melanie.

"She was...what you wanted. Small, cute."

"I guess I should say thank you then." Guy was finishing up taking off Melanie's arms.

"Oh, I think your moans were thank you enough." Wendell chuckled, yet when he turned to Guy his smile faded, and so did Guy's. Guy's real face hit Wendell like a ton of bricks. The five o'clock shadow, the square jaw, the moment suddenly didn't feel cute anymore. Guy looked away first.

"It's not the same, is it?" Guy said, standing to pull off the rest of Melanie.

"No...it isn't." Wendell got up and turned his back totally to Guy.

"So when were not doing this..." Guy was now back to his full height as he tugged off Melanie's leg, "we're just... what? Going to pretend we haven't been sleeping together?"

"I don't know, Guy."

"This is getting really fucking complicated Wendell."

"I know."