A/N: This is a Fic inspired by my other one. (How I became HIV+.) It's basically a goofy little thing based on a small scene in chapter 9. It has nothing to do with the other story; just the idea is taken from it.
The Great G-string plot.
*Mark *
Roger, Benny, and I, knew we were in for some trouble when Collins came home with a half-empty bottle of Jack Daniels in one hand and a bright orange g string in the other.
"Collins, I really don't think that's your color." Benny smirked.
"Oh, you're just sooooo creative!" Collins shot back, "There are a lot more where this came from! You all know that girl, the hot one with the…" He put his hands in front of his chest and made a pushing up gesture.
"TITS!" Roger yelled, "Hell yeah! That's hers?! Oh man!" He jumped up and grabbed it away from Collins. "But you're gay, what are you doing with it?"
"Yeah, you're gay." Agreed Benny as he grabbed it away from Roger. Roger smacked Benny and took it back, and they proceeded to fight over it.
"I don't know, felt like a good idea at the time." Collins laughed.
Then I decided to speak up, "Uh, Collins, HOW did you get this? Did you break into her apartment or something?"
"No! No nothing like that, it was tied to her door knob, don't ask me why." Collins eyes lit up with a mischievous look. "So, you guys wanna see if we can get some more? Or, see her, IN them?"
They all cheered, but I sat there intimidated. "W-w-we can't spy on her you guys! That's wrong! We could go to jail!"
They all laughed at me and pulled me up out of my chair and pretty much dragged me down the stairs, my feet banging on the steps the entire way.
A/N= It's short, it's dumb, but I was home sick and bored, so let me know if you want me to continue, next up is what Mimi hears…That is if people want me to continue.
