She needs to get sleep so she's ready for Marcus

Nicole takes a deep breath. She was already pretty sure she wouldn't be able to keep up with whatever workout routine Marcus has planned for tomorrow. The only exercise she'd gotten over the last nearly three years was riding her bike every other day and the masturbation-focused workouts her group assigns to her. She also didn't want to let Vincent down or for Huck to find out. "I, um, well, I want to...with you...but maybe...maybe not tonight."

Vincent's face deflates. "Sure, okay. That makes sense."

"It's just I have a long day tomorrow followed by some workout training. If it was any other night. But I'll tell your Uncle we did it."

Vincent nods. Clearly, he expected her to decline his offer to not go through with it. "That would be great. It's exhausting being a virgin." He says. Nicole feels a pang of remorse. "I mean, being called Vinnie the Virgin, so, thanks." He starts to turn and head to the door.

Nicole feels pity for the 23-year-old virgin. "Wait," she hops up from the couch. The blanket falls to the ground exposing Nicole's naked body. She grabs her phone. Vincent's eyes light up seeing her. There's a spark of hope that Nicole has reconsidered. "Here," she holds her phone out for a tap. "Take my contact info and if you want we can make plans to, um, well..."

"I can take you out to dinner. Like a proper date!" He taps his phone against her phone.

Nicole was actually thinking of a quick one-time devirginizing romp to make up for her current rejection. "Yeah, sure, that would be nice."

"My Uncle should really treat you more ladylike."

Nicole didn't want Huck to treat her any nicer, but she smiles and shrugs. "It's complicated. With your Uncle. But I can explain over dinner." She decides to really drive home the pity by wrapping her arms around him. She gives him a kiss on the lips. Vincent's hands roughly grab her ass. "Okay, stud, thank you for this favor. I owe you."

Vincent is glowing from the kiss. He only nods and makes his exit.

As he leaves, she collapses back on the couch. "Holy shit," she says about the night. "That was a close one. I wonder if everyone will be mad at me for not letting Vincent take advantage?"

She sits down at her computer and bangs out an honest account of the evening.