Damn...

“Hey, sluts,”

Lisa cracked her eye open slowly, her whole body already starting to ache from the night before. The Bro’s had been kind enough to not collect on the bet then and there at the court but once they had all gotten back to the house all bets had been off. Her memory was fuzzy beyond a certain point, the cocks of the guys all blending into one.

Looking up she found herself lying flat on her back on the floor of the living room of the house, late morning daylight poking around the edge of the curtains. She could see the slumped forms of the other girls spread around the room. All of them naked, bodies coated with a thin layer of now dried seed, hair hanging in clumps. She was sure she looked the same as the rest of them.

In looking around she also found the source of the voice. Brad was moving around the room, waking the girls up in turn. He was dressed fairly normally and as much as he was clearly enjoying the sight of all of them he didn’t seem to be looking for anything right now.

“The rest of the guys are out on a run,” he explained as they all pulled themselves upright. “I figured you might want to go and get a shower.”

With that they followed him through the house, none of them really felt like talking and Lisa couldn’t help but notice Felicia made sure to keep as far away from Lisa as she could. Ever since yesterday, she had been avoiding her. The other girls had written off her trip for an honest accident but Lisa knew better than that. She wasn’t even really angry at her she just wanted to talk to her about it.

The showers turned out to be an open plan communal area, it reminded Lisa of the kind of showers you saw in prison movies.

“The rest of the guys will be back in awhile,” Brad explained as they walked into the showers. “You can get dressed if you want but...well I don’t think there would be much point.”

With that, he left them to start washing. Lisa slipped under the water gladly, letting out a sigh of relief as she felt the water sap the aches from her body. Most of it had come from the game but there was plenty left over from the night before. The Bro’s hadn’t been rough but there had been a lot of them.

None of them spoke, all of them enjoying the water and drifting through their own thoughts. Lisa wanted to speak to Felicia but it didn’t feel right to accuse her of throwing the match right now. Even if she did what would it really change? They had lost the match and that was that the how and why didn’t really matter anymore.

Lisa’s thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the footsteps and raised voices in the hallway. The other guys had returned and for a moment she hoped that they would simply pass by the shower room and give them a couple more minutes of peace.

“Morning Ladies.”

No such luck.