That you have a visitor, which you really should have remembered.

“Shit!” you hiss as you read that your friend, Alex, is outside and waiting for you. I mean, you have the house to yourself. Realization stabs you again as you remember that by the time it gets to be night, even MORE of your friends are supposed to come over to hang out. Alex was just the only one free early.

Your mind races for excuses or what to tell him as you search for something to wear besides just a shirt. After all, that’s pretty much asking to get fucked with how horny you’re … oh my God, you’re so horny, how are you only realizing this now? Without even meaning to, you’re fantasizing about letting Alex lift up your shirt and slide into your wet, eager cunt …

“Jesus!” you scold yourself, not so much for the thought, but how quickly that’d lead to you getting pumped full of some definitely-viable jizz. “The rest is kinda’ hot, though …” Shaking your head, you run downstairs to check the laundry room. Your sister has a pair of gym shorts from school there, which you snatch up and wiggle into as you hear an impatient knocking at the door.

“Hey, jackass, wake up!” you hear him say. Rolling your eyes, you storm for the door.

“Are you trying to wake up the whole neighborhood?” you bite as you throw it open, Alex’s face quickly snapping to a deer-in-the-headlights expression. A lot of thoughts about how you could play this dance in your head.