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A few minutes after dinner, Matt heard a knock on the door.

"Tanya?"

"Yeah. Turns out Natasha's dad is a pervert, too."

"He's fucking Natasha?"

"Nah. He just figured I owed him rent. Paid on my back."

"Oh. Shit."

"Yeah. I suppose you want to know why I didn't go to Justin's."

"Yeah, no. That wouldn't have crossed my mind."

"His mother doesn't like me."

"You're kidding. You're the only good thing he's got going for him."

"He can throw a football. In our world, you don't need anything more than that."

"Anyway, you're welcome here. Uh, you could sleep with me or with my sister."

"I'm not sure--"

"We only have the three beds and I'm not going to offer you my mother's. No fucking required. I'm not perfect but I'm not going to **** you to have sex with me as rent. I mean, I already know how that turns out."

"Very funny. Okay, fine. I'll sleep with you. But you can't be naked."

"I always sleep naked."

"Yeah, right. And you can't go to sleep without cumming on a girls' face, right?"

"It sure helps."

"Look, Matt. All kidding around to the side, this is not the time to get flirty with me. I've about had it with males in general and I'm halfway tempted to move in with your sister and learn to carpet-munch."

"Well, that definitely has an appeal. But I can chill."

"Prove it."