Not long

With Heather in the bathroom, probably getting dried because there's no shower on, you quickly debate what to do. You spy two sets of uniform on the floor around the bed. Charlie must have some secret, or **** or something. I need to find it! You silently shift to the larger of the two sets and start looking through the pockets of the blazer. With the outer pockets empty you slip a hand inside and immediately feel a small bottle-like object inside.

Aphro. mk3. The small object is a vial, nearly identical to the one in Charlie's room at the apartment. You drop his clothes as you inspect the item more closely. Why does he have this stuff? How does he have this stuff? No actually, what is this stuff? Caught in your own thoughts you don't hear the bathroom door open. "Michael. What can I do for you?" Heather says gently.

With your back to her you slip the vial into your pocket casually and turn around slowly, keeping your left hand inside. "Hey Heather, have a good morning." You chuckle, trying to hide your annoyance. "We're all getting together to make plans for today. We're gonna be in the living room."

Heather stands in the bathroom doorway, looking hot as always, wearing a black pair of tight thin yoga pants and a red crop top that shows of her toned belly. You try not to stare at her body for too long and turn your attention back to her face where she holds her genuine smile after she watched you looking over her body. You then notice her chestnut hair is tied back into a loose ponytail so it doesn't obscure her hazel eyes a much.

"What do you mean a good morning?" She gives you a puzzled look, still with a smile that begins to falter. "My throat hurts and I feel exhausted already. So far there's nothing good about this morning." Now it's your turn to look puzzled. You clearly heard her orgasm, you're sure but...

"I heard you this morning, you were really loud and sounded like you were enjoying it so I assumed it was you and Charlie, you know, having sex." You lie.

"Me and Charlie. Please, don't make me laugh, he couldn't make me cum even if he had an hour let alone the five minutes I saw him for after he had a shower." Heather keeps perfect eye contact with you, she doesn't flinch, blush or fidget in anyway to suggest she's lying. Plus there's no reason for her to lie, they are together.

"If it wasn't you then who was it?" She shrugs her shoulders.

"I don't know, I don't recall hearing any um- moans of passion- this morning." Does she not remember? "I certainly had a good dream filled with those things about someone, but not Charlie. Maybe we can find out later, you did say everyone would be together so it'll be a good time to ask."

You don't respond with words. Your eyes glazed over as you zone out as your head fills with various thoughts and ideas. Sudden memory loss? She's shy? Doesn't want to admit she likes him? She has an unknown medical condition? He **** her... That last thought sounded different but also worked your memory a little. You clutch the vial still in your pocket.

Michael? Hello?" Heather stands directly in front of you, her breath warm against your face as her worried filled eyes look up at you.

"What? Oh, yes. Sorry I just... Long night." You close your eyes and rub your hand over them. "We should go. And Heather could you do me a favour and not mention what I said please."

"If you want that's fine." Her smile comes back to her face as she leans in and pecks your cheek with a kiss. "Just try to take care of yourself as well when you look after us."

"Will do. I'll see you down there. There's something I need to do first."

"Okay see you soon." Heather leaves with a smile.

You race back to your own room while trying to not be so loud. Inside you go to the bedside draw and pull out your bottle of lube, which is still there from summer. You take it to the bathroom and get a small container from a drawer and empty the vial into it. A thick clear lube-like substance pours out. You give the vial a small rinse with water and refill it with your other lube.

You seal the container with a lid and put it in your bedside draw with your lube and then go to replace the small vial in Charlie's uniform.