Wait Till Morning

"Guess I'll head home and see you in the morning."

"You most certainly will not, Jake" Rose informs you. "You aren't going anywhere in your condition without me. I'm not just about to let you go and hope you aren't dead the next time I see you. You are spending the night here and that's final. Besides it's already late and you should be getting into bed now."

You glance at the clock. It's 8:30. "She really is a huge nerd" you think. Then you look at her bed. It's tiny. She must have had it since she was a very small child.

"Go in the hall so I can get ready for bed" she says as she waves you away.

You wait a few minutes in the hall then you hear her say that she's ready. You go back into the bedroom and find her in the bed, scooted to one side as much as she can be and the blankets pulled up to her chin. You lift a corner on the other side and start to get in.

"You're going to sleep with your clothes on?" she asks.

"Umm, I was just trying to be polite" you sheepishly say. You strip off your clothes until you are just down to your tighty whities.

She is eyeing your body up and down. Her eyes settle on the very small bulge in you briefs. {if lie=true}She frowns. Guess you shouldn't have lied about how much you're packing.{else}She smiles. You guess she likes what she sees.{endif}