Charlie's Angels - A Terrific Threesome
Natalie Wood yawned loudly, as she opened her eyes to greet the new day that shone brightly through her and Pete's' apartment window. She shut her eyes again, still feeling surprisingly exhausted. To no one in particular, she muttered, "What time is it?"
A familiar voice nearby laughed, "... 11: 50! ... and you, were out for a while, party girl."
Natalie's eyes snapped open, looking to her right. There beside her, was her best friend - and fellow Angel - Dylan Sanders. Under the covers. And apparently not wearing anything.
Natalie instantly snapped up in the bed, the covers falling off her to reveal that she too - was wearing nothing underneath. She opened her mouth to protest at Dylan, but realising her current (under-dressed) situation, quickly pulled the covers back over her nimble frame.
"What - what happened?", Natalie gasped. What if Pete were to find us like this?
Dylan rolled her eyes, leaning on her elbow to survey the other Angel. "Wow, you really did party hard... guess you don't remember." She looked amused.
Natalie gaped at her, "I remember Pete being gone for the weekend to see his parents... you and Alex came over to try out the new Jacuzzi, and then - " She froze, groaning as she suddenly remembered.
The other girl laughed, "Guess I must have been good then." Dylan whispered quietly, "Things might have got a little out of hand..."
"Well - ", Natalie did not know what to say, but muttered, "Was I - ?"
Dylan giggled, tickling Natalie's ankles with her left foot, "Of course you were!"
Natalie blushed in spite of herself, slowly remembering the previous night. Having recalled why she was now in this state, she comfortably let the covers drop as she sat up in the bed. Dylan leaned over, placing her head on Natalie's shoulder and wrapping an arm around her stomach.
After a short pause, Natalie whispered, "I uh, guess things are going to be more interesting around the office from now on..."
A groan from the bottom of the bed caused the two girls to smile, as the familiar raved-haired head of Alex Munday poked her head out from under the bottom of the duvet. A familiar pair of Spider-Man boxers was placed upon her head in a bizarre fashion, slightly obscuring her right eye.
She sighed, smiling slightly, "You guys don't know the half - or is that the third? - of it..."
Dylan giggled, "If the press here were to hear what Jason Gibbons' girl was up to late at night, don't think it would reflet too well on him..."
"Ha!", Alex replied, throwing the pair of boxers in Dylan's direction, "I think he could use the publicity!"