You make a bet

You open the door and announce your presence before Hannah can respond. Sittling back on the sofa you take the final drink of your second glass of wine and fill your glass up again. At this point you are starting to get a little woozy, But its not enough to say your drunk. The second half kicks in and you all drink and chat about the game untill the final whistle blows. Now drunk after having 5 glasses of wine. The three of you chat away untill Hannah gets up to clear the glasses and go to sleep. You love living with Hannah because she cares just as much as you used to about keeping the house tidy. You both wish her a good night and continue your converstion until Aaron stuns you with a silly question.

"Matt, Be honest with me. How many times a day do you masturbate." This stuns you as you never thought you'd hear your friend ask this. "Honestly i dont really know. If i had to guess i would say 3-4 times a day. Howcome you ask." You dont know wether its because you are drunk. Or because of the conversation you over heard earlyer. You feel the need to tell him no matter how private it feels. "Dude what the fuck, No wonder your always in your room. Are you addicted, Do you need help." You can hear both the panic and shock in his voice. Is this what they were talking about. Your can't be addicted to masturbating can you. "Sorry Aaron, Im really sorry. If you want me too move out I can do." Sudenly struck with a overwhelming sense of shame you start pleading and panicing, Worried he'll think you are a monster.

He pulls you into a hug, your face pressed firmly against his chest. Tears streaming out your eyes making hes well ironed work shirt alomst see-through. "Dude im not going to kick you out. Especially over something as small as this. But i do want to help." He speaks with such compashion it calms you down instantly. Looking up at him you cant help but wonder how you got a friend how is so incredible. "I don't know what to do. I don't think I'm addicted but I know it's a problem." with all the commotion you didn't notice that you had disturbed Hannah. or that she was in the room with you. It wasn't untill you felt another pair of arms around you, Squishing you into a ball of compasion and forgivness. You felt like you could float from kindness. "What about a bet."