Gentle, but firm.

"I wish I had met you in another life, Tara. And 10 years younger. We shouldn't do this again. But anytime you need something...more normal, don't hesitate to let me know. Advice, or just someone to talk to. I know this wasn't really a great start..." you look around at the fruits of your unbridled animal urges, "...but we can start over."
Her lip trembles, but she nods. She takes your cheeks in her hands, and kisses you. It's not a lustful kiss, but it's not a chaste kiss. It's a kiss of....love? Really?
"I understand." you look deeply into her eyes, and realize that you're in deep, deep trouble. How are you ever going to keep this from happening again? You want it to happen again right now! But you clear your throat and push her off your lap, standing up to locate your towel.
"Time to get dressed and tidy up. When you've got the pills and have taken them, you'll give me a hand getting this place ready?" Tara is pulling on her tight black cotton thong over her heavenly rear end, and you shake your head roughly, turning away. This...is going to be difficult.
"Sure thing, James. I have to scoot out of here by 2:00, so I can go home and get ready for work, but that's plenty of time." You're staring at her in James's mirror as she pulls on a tight black v-neck t-shirt, and ties her hair up into a ponytail.
"Uh...yeah...it's a shame you won't be able to stick around...for dinner." You're still in a towel. Your shorts are in the bathroom.
"Alright then!" you clap your hands together and leave Jared's room.

What have you gotten yourself in to?

You spend the rest of the morning cleaning and tidying up, trying to return your headspace to normal. Tara helps, and then plops down on the couch to watch TV. When Jenna returns, you all help put away the groceries, and just as you finish that, twin car horns honk as they pull into your driveway.