(Laura) PERFECT!

David woke up. He felt the comfy leather of an old armchair under him. He was in Laylah's living room and her family was surrounding him.

All of them were dressed, apparently everyone finally decided it was all fun and naked games until someone loses consciousness.

"Is he alive?" Milly asked, now dressed in a big hoodie and baggy jeans.

"Oh Milly Hush." Margaret shooshed, clad in a nice red pant-suit.

"David, wake up my little whor-uhhh wake up little guy!" Laura said, now dressed in a white shirt and green sweater vest, and a grey, professional-looking skirt.

"Shit Laylah, you really fuc-er, screwed him up." Kelly said in her black tank top and track pants.

"Yo Laylah, can I have your gaming PC if you go to prison?" Lin said, wearing a tight black band tee and denim cutoff shorts.

"David?" Laylah said, clad in a green dress and, as a nice change of pace, a bra. She waved her hand in David's face to see if he was coherent.

"Uuuuhhhhhhhhgh..." David grumbled as he sat up a little.

"David, I'm so sorry! I mean, I'm still furious at you and Laura, but also I'm sorry!" Laylah said, her mood changing from concern to anger, then back to concern again.

"Have you.... considered boxing as a career path?" David said, rubbing the side of his jaw to feel an ice pack there, held in place by a bandage around his head.

"Ohhhh. Fuck you, man!" Laylah said as she gave him a big hug. He reciprocated and hugged his friend back. Nothing settles an argument between friends like a solid punch to the face, sometimes.

She pulled back and helped him to his feet. He stumbled a bit but Laylah caught him. He looked down to reaffirm his footing and noticed his bare chest and floppy cock were still in plain view. He felt more naked than he had all day, surrounded by everyone else in their clothes.

"Can I have my clothes back please?" David asked as he covered his junk.