It's Saturday

You wake up on Jeremy's uncomfortable couch. {If Lupe < 0}You're bummed about how your date with Lupe worked out and wonder if there's any way of turning that around... of if there's a way of getting that beautiful girl to suck your cock. Clearly jumping from one girl to the other was a mistake... apparently girls don't like to be seen as stepping stones to something better. Who knew?{endif} It's another beautiful day in California. The sun streams through the sliding glass door to Jeremy's porch, and {if Lupe-handjob = true} you just got a handjob from a cute girl. Y{else} y{endif}ou stretch, grab a shower, get dressed, then check on Jeremy.

He's wearing his khakis and a dress shirt and you're pretty sure you know what that means. The place he's working is having another code crunch and he's being "asked" to work weekends. Of course he won't get overtime because programmers are salaried workers rather than hourly. You've been there way too often, so you get to work pulling together a breakfast.

"I have Coco-Rubbles," he reminds you.

"Yeah. I'm pretty sure I read sugar cereal is the world's most nutritious food."

"Oh, fuck you." He laughs when he says it, though.

He seems genuinely interested when he asks your plans for the day but he's clearly down about having to go to work on a weekend.

"How about we hit a bar after I get home from work?" he suggests. "Be like old times... we'll have a couple of beers, maybe pick up on some girls, eat pizza instead of this healthy crap."

"Sure," you promise. {if Lupe-handjob = true}A part of yo wants to call Lupe and see if you can get another handjob but you've been around women enough to know that desperation is a scary thing for them.{endif}

"Right. Well, I'm off to work. If you figure out how to hack the simulation this morning, hack me a big promotion and the rest of the day off."

"Deal."