Things take a turn...

Unfortunately, the day had taken its toll on the girls and they were both out cold within about a minute. I tried to make the best of it and get comfortable, listening to the sounds of their breathing as they slept beside me, along with the canopy of sounds that emanated from outside in the wilderness.

It got a whole lot more difficult once I zeroed in on the moaning.

Turns out that the shared bathroom between the two guest rooms had very thin walls, because I slowly began to pick up on a mix of giggling and moaning from the other room. There was some talking too, and though I couldn't quite make out the exact conversations, it wasn't difficult to guess the subject matter.

Once again I was involuntarily **** to picture Simon and Stephanie together in my mind, but now there was the added bonus (for him) of Elizabeth. I could just picture their hands running along his chest, just like they had mine only a few weeks ago. I'm sure Elizabeth wasn't going too far with Simon, considering Stephanie 'like-likes' him and only 'like'd me, whatever the fuck than means...

I was starting to feel angry, with myself and with them. I thought that I'd gotten over this, but it's kind of hard to when shit like this keeps coming up. Even still, Simon was my friend now, so my feelings for Stephanie feel like a betrayal towards him, and I can't help but feel terrible because of it. Then again, this whole situation is just rubbing everything in my face, so I have every right to be angry with them, even if they have no idea that they're doing anything wrong.

Cuddled between Amy and Corrine, their bodies pressed against me, I find it ironic that I should feel jealous of anyone else right now, and yet I do. Feeling like a shallow jerk, I discreetly slip out of bed and escape to the den.

Maybe I'll end up sleeping on the couch after all...