James had only just fallen asleep when the sound of water splashing crept into his dreams. His groggy mind registered something similar to moaning. The room blurred into his tired eyes, and he looked around. The sounds were echoing out from the bathroom. He felt his face heat up, and tried to focus on something else. Anything else.
Anything but the blue woman masturbating in his bath tub.
Shit.
Resigning to her current activity being unavoidable, he grabbed his pillow and quietly moved out to the living room. He couldn't hear her anymore for a while, but an unmistakable orgasmic scream echoed through the house. It sounded like two or three women's voices modulated and synchronized together.
Why was that hot?
Nevermind, he decided. He'd ignore it and try to take a nap. She'd probably be asleep soon, too, and if she was likely to be awake through the night he should be ready to do the same.
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