Roomies

I have to knock several times before I get an answer. I hear Chris, the elder of the two brothers, voice booming from behind the door, "Hey, who/s there?", which causes excitement to shine on Tasha's face, and relief on Tiffany's face. Finding my mind noticing how sheer Tasha's nightie is, I look back at the door of my new residence, all the while knowing it's all that stands between me and getting something to wear. Not that I haven't been enjoying being naked and exposed, or for that matter, behaving like someone's pet doggo...

Before any of us could speak up, Lance's voice follows shortly behind, the younger of the pair speaks, "Could it be Bridget?" to which laughter results. I find myself staring at the door, not sure, honestly, if I'm surprised or unsure what to say, now that I'm finally here. But then again, who expects they have to justify entering their own unit? I live alone!... or at least, I did.

They all look at me, and I smile, noticing Tasha's and Tiffany's, 'Well?!" faces, and once I swallow hard, "Hey guys... It's me. The woman who owns this unit, who let you move in when your parents insist on you moving out?" This is followed by silence, or rather a lack of sound from within. After a few moments, I notice strangers looking, smiling and staring over at my naked and exposed curves. I resist letting out a sigh, "The women who agreed to hang out naked with you?", to whihc I puase again, and rolling my shoulders, "Who agreed to be your free use? ... you took me on a walk with our naibor, Tiffany, on a walk, as if I was a pet doggie?"

After all that, we wait maybe a second more before we hear the door unlock, and Chris stands before us. "Oh hey.. It's you! Welcome back!" he declares, smiling, and as if I walked onto the set of a comedy, the door opens slightly wider, and Lance sticks his head shows next, "Oh, hey, roomie! Neighbour!... And new gal!"

I smile back, twirling my hair with my right hand, rolling my eyes before inquiring, "That's me! With a friend! Aren't you going to let us in?", to which they share a look, smiling the whole time, as if considering their options...