Managed to finish one for this one too. Starts exactly where the last one left off. Was a bit tough, I have a really persistent cough and that bugs the hell out of me :(

Enjoy :)

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters and I write for my own pleasure and that of the readers.


"It's so weird." El chuckled, sitting in Mike's lap, both watching TV.

"What is?" he wondered.

"That you and I can sit here while Bella isn't here." she smiled.

"It's nice that Max and Lucas took her out for once." Mike nodded. "When Stacy and Jennifer are back, they can take her out too."

"They're back early." El said when she heard a key in the lock and got up to check the dog food dispenser.

"I'm baaaack!" Stacy shouted from the door, El stopping dead in her tracks and turning to go hug her friend.

"Welcome home." El smiled.

"Hey Mike." Stacy waved at him.

"Hey Stacy." Mike waved back. "Had fun in Texas?"

"Boy, did I!" Stacy giggled and let her luggage fall to the floor before flopping down on one of the armchairs.

"I would have thought your first action after returning would be to call Troy." El chuckled.

"Nah, I dumped him." Stacy shrugged.

"Finally!" El sighed in relief.

"What made you decide to?" Mike asked.

"The day after I arrived in Texas, I called him for a video chat on my phone." Stacy began. "Apparently, he didn't see that and simply accepted the call and he held the phone against his ear."

"Okay." El hesitated. "And that was reason for you to dump him?"

"No, the reason was what the camera on the back of his phone filmed when he was talking into it." Stacy huffed. "I was given a good look at a naked Charlotte Stevens sleeping on his bed."

"No way, Charlotte Stevens?" El gasped. "Isn't her boyfriend on the basketball team?"

"Yeah." Stacy nodded. "I sent the guy a text, asking when he and Charlotte broke up now that she was fucking my now ex-boyfriend. Didn't get an answer though."

"You're evil." Mike laughed. "I'm sorry that your vacation had that cloud hanging over you."

"No need." Stacy grinned. "I met the cutest guy in the world that day."

"Seriously?" El looked at her.

"Yeah, my parents hired Eduardo to clean their pool and we got to talking when my parents were busy in town. And boy, he was an amazing fuck. Troy never made me come so much."

"Unbelievable." El chuckled.

"Am I the second one back?" Stacy asked.

"No, Max is already here, she's out with Lucas and Bella." Mike told her.

"Ah, I wondered where the dog was." Stacy nodded and got up. "Well, I'm off to my room to unpack my things."

As Stacy grabbed her luggage and walked towards her room, El went into the kitchen, refilling the food dispenser and taking a bottle of juice out of the fridge, taking it back into the living room. When she was about to sit back down on Mike's lap, they heard an excited scream coming from her room, both grinning when they heard it.

"I think she opened your little present for her." El grinned.

"I love you! I love you! I love you!" Stacy shouted as she ran out of her room, straight to Mike.

"Here we go." Mike sighed an waited for the inevitable, El only grinning and curious to see what Stacy would do.

To both their surprise, Stacy did something neither of them knew she was able to. She put her hands on the couch behind Mike's head and jumped up, doing a somersault in the air and pivoting a hundred and eighty degrees before dropping down to end up in Mike's lap, El seeing him grunting in surprise as her thighs hit is and luckily, Stacy hadn't fallen on her boyfriend's testicles.

Mike clenched his lips together as Stacy began peppering kisses on his face, much like Max had done. El could only shake her head, wondering if Jennifer would have a similar reaction than the others. Then again, come to think of it, El herself had reacted the same way, kissing him and then having sex with him that Max had then interrupted. But Stacy did something Max hadn't done. To El's shock, her friend, in a span of six seconds, took off her shirt and bra and pressed her boyfriend's face against her chest, Mike expressing his shock at the sudden move.

"WHOA!" El shouted and ran to the two, pulling Stacy's hair to get her roommate, and especially her tits, away from Mike's face. "What do you think you're doing?"

"Oh, shit, I'm so sorry." Stacy gasped, looking at El and getting up but not putting her clothes back on. "Come on, Mike, lets go!"

"What?" Mike wondered, his arm being pulled by Stacy but she was unable to pull his larger weight off the couch. "Lets go where?"

"To my room, I'm gonna blow and ride your brains out!" Stacy giggled, still trying to get him off of the couch.

"Oh, I think my girlfriend would be very mad, if I did that." Mike chuckled, his statement making Stacy stop trying to pull him up.

"You have a girlfriend?" Stacy gasped. "Since when? And who is it?"

"For a bit more than three weeks and as for her identity, it's your landlady who is standing over there with your bra and shirt in hand while scowling at you." Mike pointed behind Stacy.

"Uh..." Stacy did a great impression of a fish, seeing El giving her a death glare and her clothes in her friend's outstretched hand.

"Put on your clothes." El said, still glaring at Stacy, who quickly took the bra and put it back on, followed by the shirt.

"Congratulations." Stacy whooped and hugged El, who didn't hug back, both from shock and still present anger. "How did it happen?"

"We got closer, we got together." El huffed.

"I'm really sorry, El." Stacy was contrite.

"You're forgiven, this time." El couldn't stop herself from smiling.

"Mike, if you and El don't work out, just remember that you have a willing pussy waiting for your cock." Stacy winked at Mike.

"STACY!" El gasped. "Seriously, you're one foot out the door."

"I'm kidding." Stacy grinned.

"No, you're not." El stated.

"No, I'm not." Stacy admitted. "But I won't try anything as long as you're with him. And not just because you would hurt me if I did. I'm not scared of you."

"Yes, you are." El took a step closer to Stacy.

"Okay, I am." Stacy laughed. "Can I go now?"

"Leave." El nodded.

"Alright, Max kissed me and Stacy tried to make me swallow her breasts, I wonder what Jennifer will do when she sees her copy of the book." Mike chuckled after Stacy had gone.

"Ugh, I don't want to think about that." El huffed, sitting down next to him. "Would you have slept with her?"

"If you weren't in the picture, probably." he shrugged. "She is a pretty girl and I'm just a guy."

"Remind me to get uglier friends." she moped.

"No need, you're the only one I want." he grinned, putting his arms around her and pulling her against his side.

"Even though her breasts are bigger?" El referred to her brunette roommate.

"Would you stop!" Mike rolled his eyes. "I don't care about breast sizes. I think you're more beautiful than Stacey since she always slats on so much makeup that I'm almost afraid of what she looks like beneath."

"It's actually not that bad." El chuckled. "But I keep wondering sometimes if she has a different face underneath all that paint."

"Ouch, that's rude." he laughed.

"Yeah, it kinda is." she admitted.

"We're back!" Lucas announced, entering the house again with Bella and Max.

"El, do you know that Simon and Andrew are sitting at the bar across the street?" Max asked.

"Yeah, I've seen them a few times when I or we went out with Bella." El nodded. "They seem to frequent it a lot."

"Kinda strange that two students on a budget frequent such a high brow bar, isn't it?" Mike wondered. "Especially during the day."

"Maybe they're tired of your constant rejections?" Max suggested.

"What, you think they're scoping out the house because they wanna break in and rape her?" Lucas gasped.

"It's a possibility." Max shrugged.

"Jesus, what a way to make me feel good." El huffed. "Thanks a lot."

"Hey, just be careful." Max lifted her hands in surrender.

"Don't worry, Mike's been teaching me Tai Chi and self defense, remember?"

"Did you tell her about the sciatic nerve?" Lucas grinned.

"The what?" Mike looked confused at his friend.

"It runs from the shin up the leg." Lucas explained.

"Well, Mike told me that I should drag my heel down an attacker's shin because it causes pain." El shrugged.

"That's the reason." Lucas winked.

"How do you know what it's called?" Mike wanted to know.

"Hey, they don't just teach us to shoot at the police academy." Lucas laughed. "They also teach us some self defense techniques and explain why those work."

"Yeah, well, leg anatomy is not a focus in my studies." Mike chuckled. "We focus on the brain."

"Yet he knows exactly why bananas, melons and eggs help with hangovers." El grinned, dropping a kiss on his cheek.

"Hey, a hangover happens in the brain." Mike shrugged.

"Nothing for lunch?" Lucas looked around.

"It's already on the stove." Mike chuckled.

"Oh, what are we having?" Max asked.

"Stuffed cabbage with potatoes." Mike replied. "But this time, the stuffed cabbage is the frozen stuff, I didn't roll them myself."

"That's quite a change given that you only use pancake batter mix from the carton in emergencies." Max grinned.

"Well, that's true, but the frozen cabbage is actually pretty good." Mike winked at her. "You just have to make sure it doesn't burn."

"How do you do that, actually?" Lucas wanted to know. "I tried often to fry some stuff but a part of it always gets burned."

"The key is to lower the stove setting." Mike told him. "Only have it on full until the oil or butter or whatever you use is hot enough but as soon as you put the food into the pan, lower the setting and put a lid on the pan."

"And that keeps food from burning?"

"Only up to a point." Mike shook his head. "In this case, you need to turn the cabbage around to fry the other side and after about five minutes for each side, you pour vegetable stock on it, boiled in water of course to cook the cabbage in it and of course to have a sauce for the food."

"Sounds tasty." Max said. "Enough for all of us?"

"I made six, enough for us and leaving one for Jennifer if she's back by tonight." Mike nodded. "And enough potatoes to go with it."

"When will it be done?" Lucas asked.

"Five minutes, give or take." Mike shrugged. "The cabbage takes forty-five minutes, so I waited cooking the potatoes until fifteen minutes in, enough for the water to boil and the potatoes to cook so both things are done at the same time."

"Yep, he can cook and he's all mine." El grinned, hugging her sweetie and giving him a kiss.

"Mike?" Stacy appeared from her room. "Oh, hey Max."

"Hey, girl." Max hugged her roommate. "How was your vacation?"

"Oh you know." Stacy shrugged. "Found out Troy cheated on me, dumped him, met a cute guy and had amazing sex with him."

"So, your typical vacation then." Max nodded sarcastically. "But dumping Troy? I can only say, finally!"

"He wasn't that bad." Stacy huffed.

"He was!" both El and Max said in unison.

"He always leered at me and he touched El's ass while you were sitting on the couch." Max added.

"He touched your ass?" Mike gasped. "Where is he and how does he look like? I'm gonna kick his rear end."

"No worries, I kicked him in the nuts for it and banned him from the house." El chuckled and kissed Mike again. "Thank you though, my chivalrous knight."

"Stacy, what is it that you wanted?" Mike asked.

"I wanted..." Stacy began but her face turned thoughtful. "Crap, I forgot what I wanted."

"Then it wasn't important. If it was, it'll come back to you." Mike shrugged and got up. "Everybody sit down at the table, I'm gonna bring out lunch."

"Need some help?" El asked.

"Yeah, you can bring the plates out." Mike nodded and walked into the kitchen, where he handed El five plates and an equal amount of cutlery.

"Oh, that looks great." Stacy commented when Mike put down the tray with the pot of potatoes and the pan with the stuffed cabbage in it.

"Is that a tooth pick in there?" Lucas asked, looking at the one Mike put on his plate.

"Yes, they're used to keep them together." Mike nodded. "When I make them myself, I use small pikes out of metal because they can be reused."

Mike finished putting potatoes and one piece of stuffed cabbage on each person's plate and ladled sauce on it, leaving enough in the pan to be enough for Jennifer if she wanted to eat hers. He brought the pot and pan back into the kitchen, pouring the remaining sauce and the one piece of cabbage into a smaller pot to store it in the fridge before cleaning the pot and pan.

"Tastes great." Max commented when Mike returned, the redhead taking her first bite. "Black Mike, why can't you cook like that?"

"Seriously?" Lucas mumbled, his mouth full, seeing Max laugh at his facial expression.

"Black Mike?" Stacy wondered.

"When she found Mike's present for her, she kissed him and then began calling him Black Mike." El grinned.

"To annoy me." Lucas moped.

"You're still my stud." Max grinned too and kissed her boyfriend. "But if El and Mike ever separate, you're out the door."

"And these are the sentences where I can't really decide if she's joking or not." Lucas sighed.

"Well, he doesn't need to worry because I wouldn't want to risk our friendship by dating his ex." Mike added.

"You wouldn't date me?" Max asked.

"It would depend on why you and Lucas split." Mike shrugged. "If you dumped him for me and we began dating, I'd know that my friendship with Lucas would be over. If you two split for some other reason, I would maybe date you somewhere down the line but our continued friendship would also depend on how you two split. Was it amicably or was it a bad breakup."

"Ugh, forget it, dating a psychologist is too weird." Max waved him off. "Casual sex it is."

"Hey!" Lucas gasped.

"Don't worry Lucas, if Max ever approached Mike for casual sex, I'll kill her." El smiled at Lucas. "And depending on how Mike reacts to it, I might keep him alive but make a Varys out of him."

"A Varys?" Stacy looked confused.

"Varys?" El looked as if Stacy had two heads. "The eunuch from Game of Thrones?"

"Oh, yeah, never watched that show regularly." Stacy nodded.

"Heathen!" Mike gasped. "Seriously, how can you watch Real Housewives but not Game of Thrones?"

"Because Housewives is great." Stacy poked out her tongue.

"It is!" El and Max laughed.

"Lucas, remind me to join you for gaming night when they do another Housewives marathon."

"They're doing marathons of that show?" Lucas wondered.

"Yeah, since we can't always watch it, we DVR it." Max nodded.

"And boy, is that a nightmare for a refined movie palate like mine." Mike sighed.

"Refined?" El scoffed, but grinned. "Star Wars, Star Wars, Star Wars, interspersed with Star Trek, then some Lord of the Rings, then Star Wars again, followed by Star Wars and maybe some superhero movies and shows on TV. Capped off by Star Wars."

"What's your point?" Mike looked innocently at her, keeping his face straight.

"Seriously?" El's eyes went wide but then saw Mike lips twitch. "Pah!"

"Love you." he laughed and pressed a kiss onto her lips.

"El, can I make a suggestion?" Stacy asked.

"Sure." El nodded.

"Could we get a pool for the backyard?"

"I'm sorry?" El wondered.

"I mean, if we pool our money, could we get a pool?" Stacy repeated. "One that we can take down during winter if we need to."

"I don't know." El hesitated. "I think that should be discussed and decided by all five of us."

"We could do it when Jennifer is back." Stacy nodded.

"Why the sudden interest in a pool?" Mike asked and Stacy blushed.

"Wait a second." El had a feeling of why. "Didn't that cute guy you met in Texas clean your parents' pool?"

"Yeah, so?" Stacy looked at her innocently.

"Are you trying to repeat that here?" Mike chuckled. "You do realize that we wouldn't hire someone to clean that pool if we got it."

"That has nothing to do with it." Stacy defended her wish.

"Then it's probably because she had sex in the pool with the guy." Max scoffed, Stacy blushing hard when hearing it. "Ha, I knew it!"

"Shut up." Stacy moped.

"Girl's parents are out of the house, girl meets cute pool cleaner and has sex with him." Lucas said.

"Yeah, sounds like the plot of a porno movie." Mike agreed.

"Well, plot and porno movie are two things that really don't go together." Lucas remarked.

"You seem to be pretty well versed in porn to know that." Max squinted her eyes at him.

"Hey, I was a guy before I met you." Lucas grinned.

"And yet, you need so much instructions in bed." Max sighed.

"I don't need them, you just give them." Lucas retorted. "It's not as if I would stop moving just because you don't tell me to move."

"I want you to move in a certain way." Max shot back.

"Forward and back, in and out, is that so difficult?" Stacy laughed at the exchange.

"Oh crap, you're still here." Max gasped, realizing that they weren't alone.

"Why don't you take that discussion into the bedroom?" El suggested with a grin.

"No, not before tonight." Max shook her head. "Lucas is of the opinion that I was too hard on him last night and this morning."

"Shouldn't you be hard in her?" Mike winked.

"Shut up!" Lucas moped. "I'm always hard in her."

"Well..." Max grinned.

"Hey, that was a one time thing." Lucas quickly stopped her from talking.

"Three actually." Max winked at him.

"Ugh!" Lucas groaned. "Seriously, what did I ever do to you to deserve this?"

"You get to play with my lady parts, for that alone you have to bear this." Max stated.

"Alright, yeah." Lucas had to admit. "Your lady parts are fun to play with. Embarrass away."

"That one time, Lucas accidentally..." Max began talking.

"Hey!" Lucas interrupted. "That was a figure of speech."

"What did he do?" Stacy giggled.

"Max, I beg of you, don't." Lucas pleaded.

"Oh nothing, he just put his penis into a hole in my mattress instead of my pussy and he was coming quicker than he ever did with me because I was, quote 'tighter than ever before'." Max recounted, much to Lucas' mortification.

"Oh my god!" El laughed. "Seriously?"

"I was in the heat of the moment." Lucas argued.

"Yeah, was the mattress wet and warm inside?" Mike winked.

"Ugh, shut up!" Lucas grumbled. "Just wait until it happens to you."

"I doubt that this would happen." Mike shook his head. "For starters, I doubt El would keep a mattress with a penis-sized hole in it."

"You got that right." El grinned. "Furthermore, if he ever fucked my mattress and called it tighter than me, he wouldn't get to enjoy my lady parts for a few weeks at least."

"You're evil." Mike gasped. "It's hard enough to manage the one week you can't, especially when you are always ready to jump me."

"Ah, so she's learned how it is now." Stacy grinned.

"Hey, I thought we were making fun of Lucas." El moped.

"No, Lucas is done being made fun of." Lucas stated, getting up.

"At least for today." Max laughed, getting up as well. "Lucas and I will do a little shopping in San Fran, we'll see you later tonight."

"Bye!" El waved at them as they left.

"And thanks for cleaning up your plates." Mike said sarcastically.

"Oh, right. Uh, Mike, can you take care of our plates?" Lucas asked, giving him an apologetic smile.

"Sure, I'll be happy to." Mike deadpanned.

"Thanks, buddy." Lucas chuckled and left the house, Max right behind him once she had grabbed her purse.

"And I'm off to unpack and then enjoy my newest book." Stacy got up as well. "Mike, can you take care of my plate as well?"

"Sure." Mike sighed and got up, collecting the plates and the cutlery. "El, your housemates are all lazy."

"Hey, the day you moved in, you told us to stay out of the kitchen." Stacy poked out her tongue.

"Nice, twisting the meaning of my words to excuse your laziness." Mike chuckled.

The afternoon went the usual way. El and Mike cuddled on the couch, watching TV and fooling around that didn't further than touching due to the presence of Stacy in her room, who came out frequently to either get something from the kitchen or use one of the bathrooms. Several hours later, the sky already darkening, the door opened and the redhead and her boyfriend returned, the latter laden with shopping bags.

"Stalker." Mike grinned. "How much of that is yours?"

"None." Lucas groaned and set them down, taking off his shoes at the door. "Why do women always buy so much when they go shopping."

"El did the same when we went to San Fran." Mike shrugged. "Maybe it's sexual."

"Sexual?" Lucas looked at him, El and Max too.

"Why sexual?" El asked.

"Well, if the buying part of shopping is the intercourse, strolling through every store would be foreplay." Mike suggested.

"Yeah, Max loves foreplay." Lucas agreed.

"Just for that, we're doing foreplay ten times as much tonight." Max promised him. "You think your jaw was tired last night, think again."

"See what you did?" Lucas pointed an accusing finger at Mike.

"Hey, I didn't tell you to agree with me." Mike laughed.

"Black Mike, carry my stuff into my room and get naked!" Max ordered and took off her shirt right away, presenting her bra-covered breasts. "White Mike, the offer still stands, I'll kick Lucas out right away."

"Shut it!" El grumbled, giving Max a glare that would have felled Max on the spot if those could kill while Lucas muttered under his breath as he carried Max's bags into her room.

"How long do you think she'll do that?" Mike asked after Max had joined her boyfriend.

"I'm back!" Jennifer announced her presence as she walked through the door, preempting El's reply, the blond wearing a skirt that, if it had been two inches shorter, would be called a belt.

"Hey." Mike and El greeted her in unison.

"Seriously, you wore this in Vermont?" El pointed her her lower apparel.

"Okay, who's here too?" Jennifer asked after looking at the shoes, ignoring El's question.

"Lucas is spending the night again." El told her. "Max said they needed to catch up for the month apart and last night wasn't enough."

"Oh no." Jennifer gave a theatrical whine. "El?"

"Yes, you can." El chuckled.

"Oh, thank you!" Jennifer gushed.

"Okay, the guy in the room needs to be caught up." Mike got their attention.

"Whenever Lucas and Max had a longer dry spell and then Lucas spends the night, Jennifer usually sleeps in my bed with me because it's king size." El explained.

"Why?" Mike wondered. "You slept in your room when Lucas spent the night before."

"Come with me." El said and grabbed his hand to pull him up, not letting it go as they walked to Jennifer's room.

"Okay, now what?" Mike asked when they stood in the room, El closing the door and turning off the lights.

"Just listen." she lifted a finger for him to be quiet but he could only hear some muffled grunts.

"Is that them?" he looked at the wall that was the source of the noise.

"Yeah, baby, lick it!" a muffled female voice suddenly said.

"What the...?" Mike's eyes went wide and he knelt on Jennifer's bed to get closer to the wall. "They're really that loud?"

"Yep." El chuckled and knelt next to him. "The walls aren't thick enough to block the sound and Max's bed is directly on the other side of this wall. And apparently they're in the middle of foreplay right now."

"Yeah, she's sitting on his face." he chuckled, his ear against the wall.

"How do you know?" she wanted to know, putting her ear against the wall too.

"She's talking, he's not and if you listen past her talking and his grunting, you can hear a quiet, rhythmic squeaking." he explained.

"I do hear that." she nodded when she did as he told.

"Which means, they're moving in a certain manner and the springs of her bed respond." he continued. "Hard to do if she were on her back."

"Okay." she accepted his evaluation. "Is it different?"

"Is what different?" he looked at her.

"Well, if I sat on your face, would if feel different?" she clarified.

"The pleasure part not so much." he shook his head. "Doesn't matter if you're on your back or sitting on my face, I'd still flick my tongue over your clit or push it inside you. The difference would be more psychological."

"How so?" she was interested.

"You're in power." he shrugged. "You decide how much pressure you want to have from me and you decide how long you want me to lick you. Sure, I can push you off of me if I had to but since I love to pleasure and taste you, I'd lick you as long as you want, up to a certain point. And it would feel even better for me since it's tough on my neck to do it for long when you're on your back."

"I never knew that about your neck." she was surprised.

"You can try it." he winked. "Get on your bed, on your stomach and look forward against the headboard. It bunches your neck and after a while, it becomes almost painful."

"Is that why you shift around so much when you lick me?" she asked.

"Exactly." he confirmed.

"What did you mean by up to certain point?" she wanted to know.

"Try having a hundred pound weight on your face for a long time and then tell me how long you can bear it." he shrugged. "I mean, yeah, you'd probably shift your weight too several times but it adds up."

"Well, then I should sit on your face in the future." she winked but suddenly, a loud bang was heard against the wall, followed by more squeaking and then more bangs.

"Alright, we should leave now." Mike laughed. "She's riding his cock now. No wonder Jennifer doesn't want to stay here when they're doing it."

"Well, you did give Dustin earplugs when he stayed in here, so you must have had an inkling of how loud it was." El winked.

"Only because you told me that they were loud but hearing it for myself really opened my eyes." he agreed as they walked back to the living room.

"So, did you learn anything?" Jennifer grinned at them.

"Yep, you really can't spend the night in there, at least if you want to sleep." Mike nodded and sat back down on the couch again, El doing it too right next to him. "Did that just come on?"

"Yup." Jennifer giggled.

"Ugh." Mike cursed. "How can you watch this?"

"The same way you can watch a forty year old science fiction movie over and over again." El shrugged and poked out her tongue at him.

"Hey, Star Wars is a classic and the greatest movies ever made." Mike countered. "At least, the original trilogy. Episode one to three were an atrocity and their existence must be ignored."

"Were they that bad?" Jennifer asked. "I heard that from Marcus too, when I dated him."

"Oh god, it was bad." Mike groaned. "Jar Jar Binks ruined it."

"Was he the floppy-eared guy?" El asked.

"Mi-sa thinking you-sa must watch the movie too, betcha, betcha." Mike said in a high-pitched voice, mimicking the character. "And don't get me started on Anakin Skywalker and Padme."

"Why?" El wanted to know.

"The actors had absolutely no chemistry at all." Mike threw his arms up. "Watching them act as if they were in love was painful. Add to that the fact that the characters met when he was six and she was sixteen or eighteen, it gives an even bigger wince factor."

El smiled at his passion, the program on TV momentarily forgotten. She watched as he explained more things why the movie was bad, only listening to half of it because her mind was too busy marveling at his features. She had seen on the first day that he was a very cute guy, with his high cheekbones and his freckles but when he got that passion, he was downright delectable. She was barely able to stop herself from jumping him, only the presence of Jennifer preventing her from taking off her clothes and getting the pleasure she wanted right now.

"We get it, you hate the first three episodes." Jennifer laughed when Mike had calmed down again.

"Damn right, I do." Mike nodded. "But I'd watch them all day if it meant not watching this."

"Hey, Real Housewives is a great show." Jennifer argued.

"They're not even real housewives, it's all fake." Mike argued.

"Mike?" El got his attention.

"Yes?" he looked directly at her.

"Go!" she pointed to his room.

"Yes, dear." he moped theatrically and got up, going to his room.

"Heathen." El sighed and turned her face back to the television, Jennifer giggling.

"Hey, where's Stacy?" Jennifer asked.

"She's in her room." El told her. "Reading."

"What, not with Troy after a month?" Jennifer shuddered. "But seriously, how can she date that sleaze bag"

"I don't know, but she doesn't anymore, she dumped him." El told her and looked at the hallway leading to Mike's room, seeing him return to the living room with his phone in hand.

"Wait, Stacy dumped Troy?" Jennifer gasped. "Why?"

"Apparently, Troy cheated on her and on her second day in Texas, she found out when she video called him and his phone camera gave her a good look at a naked Charlotte Stevens." Mike explained.

"No way, Charlotte Stevens?" Jennifer gasped even more. "Damn!"

"How's life with Dorian?" El asked.

"Over." Jennifer shrugged. "Dumped him too."

"Why?" El gasped, wondering how Jennifer could go through guys like that.

"Well, he apparently didn't listen when I told him where I would spend the month." she shrugged. "Imagine my surprise when I was going to the ski lodge and saw him sharing a drink and kisses with another girl. Walked up to him and asked how his syphilis was faring."

"You didn't!" El laughed.

"Yeah, you'd have thought that he had the plague given how fast the other girl ran away." Jennifer grinned. "Then he used those old platitudes of how it wasn't what it looked like and so on, as if I was going to believe that."

"Don't you think you need to change your preferences in boyfriends?" Mike wondered as he sat down. "From what I've heard, you risk being seen as a slut."

"Are you saying it's my fault that my relationships never work out?" Jennifer gaped.

"How many boyfriends did you have so far?" Mike asked.

"In the two years I've been in college, I had... oh." Jennifer's face fell. "Nineteen boyfriends for varying durations."

"And how did these relationships end?" Mike wanted to know. "Did they dump you, or did you dump them for whatever reason?"

"Some cheated on me, some I simply dumped because they turned out to be assholes once they had slept with me." Jennifer was on the verge of crying, something Mike noticed so he got up and mentioned for El to scoot over so he could get between them.

"It's okay." Mike said quietly and took Jennifer into his arms who began crying.

"God, am I really a slut?" Jennifer cried. "No wonder I can't find relationships that last."

"How is that?" El wondered, looking with a lot of sympathy and more than a little jealousy at her hugging roommates.

"If I met a girl who I knew already had nineteen boyfriends in the last two years, I wouldn't get my hopes up that it would be a long-lasting relationship." Mike explained. "I'd probably be with her for the sex for as long as possible until the inevitable happens. But that also means that I wouldn't put much effort into the relationship in the first place or even take fidelity seriously."

"Oh." El looked at him with wide eyes. "How can you be so wise?"

"Learned it in my psychology class, the professor talked about relationships once and mentioned the impact on our social evaluation by others in light of our actions." Mike replied.

"Did your professor say anything about how I could get rid of the stigma again?" Jennifer asked, looking up at him.

"Don't date for a while." Mike shrugged. "Or find a boyfriend who doesn't know you or your relationship history and stay with him."

"But what if I'm not happy with him." Jennifer wondered.

"Then dump him and stay single." Mike shrugged again. "No reason to stay in a relationship you're unhappy in. But you shouldn't dump him after a single argument, no matter how bad it was unless he said truly hurtful things."

"Even if he later adamantly argues that he didn't mean them?" El asked.

"If he said those things in a heated argument, he meant them." Mike smiled at her as Jennifer let go of him to go to the bathroom to clean her face.

"How do you know?" El looked curious.

"Because people are truly themselves when they're passionate, you know, when the polite veneer of society drops off." Mike said, looking deep into her eyes. "Like when they're fighting."

"Or make love." she breathed and both their mouths opened slightly.

Her eyes flickered to his lips, noticing that his did as well and she was about to move closer to him when they heard the bathroom door open again and their roommate coming back out to sit back down on the couch. El realized that if Jennifer had returned in a few minutes, she would have walked in on the couple on the couch doing it instead of just looking at each other with desire.

"Well, I'm going to unpack my stuff." Jennifer sighed, picking up her bags.

"How long do you think it'll take her to notice the book?" Mike asked after Jennifer had disappeared. "Stacy did after a minute or so."

"Depending on how down she still is after your pep talk." El joked, seeing Mike kneeling down to pet their dog just as a scream came from the other hallway.

"Alright, so either Max just got an earth shattering orgasm or Jennifer opened the package." El chuckled. "Here we go."

"YOU!" Jennifer pointed at Mike and took a run at him.

"What?" Mike played innocent but wasn't prepared for what Jennifer was doing.

She jumped up and at him and if he had been standing, she would have landed in his arms, her legs around his waist, her arms on his shoulders and her head on the perfect height to kiss him but since he was on his knees, her abdomen hit his chest and even though Mike tried to lift his arms and stop the impact, her momentum drove them both to the floor, Jennifer sliding forward on his body to end up exactly where El and Mike had talked about El ending up later.

"Jennifer!" El shouted, hearing Mike groan.

"El, you will not believe what Mike gave me!" Jennifer shouted, bouncing excitedly, causing Mike to groan in pain even louder. "Oh wow, Mike, that feels nice!"

"Jennifer, you're sitting on my boyfriend's face, stand up this second!" El yelled and took two steps forward. "And I hope to god you're wearing underwear!"

"You two got together?" Jennifer shouted excitedly, bouncing even more. "Congratulations!"

"UP, NOW!" El growled.

"Whoops, sorry!" Jennifer grinned and stood up, going to El to hug her. "And I do wear underwear."

"She's wearing a thong." Mike groaned from the floor.

"Get out!" El grumbled at Jennifer, pushing her away. "Right now!"

"I'm gonna go read." Jennifer grinned and skipped away.

"So much for pushing the girl off your face, huh?" El looked accusingly down at Mike, who was opening and closing his fists and mouth. "What are you doing?"

"When she landed on me, her knees hit my wrists, I'm trying to get circulation back into my hands." he told her. "And she bounced on my jaw, that really hurt."

"Yeah, apparently the jaw is a lot softer than the hips, right?" she chuckled, seeing Bella stand next to a still prone Mike and beginning to lick his face.

"Ew, Bella!" Mike turned his face away.

"She likes you." El giggled.

"Yeah, but she's slobbering." Mike winced and sat up. "Come on, lets walk her."

"Do I have to?" El whined.

"Of course, you didn't pull her away when she started licking my face." he shrugged and walked to the bathroom to wash his face.

"Pff." she huffed and grabbed her phone, determined to think about a way to punish her roommates for making moves on her man.


Oops, that ran away from me a little ^^

Still, review please :)