Lauren woke up the next morning in a fog. She was dazed and confused at first, but when she saw that she was in Larry's apartment and realized that she was lying there naked, she remembered what had happened. Tears poured from her eyes and she went to the bathroom to find some tissue to wipe her eyes. On her way there, she noticed a note on the coffee table.
"Gone to work. If you leave, I will tell. See you tonight.
-Larry"
Lauren stared at the note, anger surging through her. She didn't care about what a fool she'd made of herself. She needed to call Jack and she needed to do it now. She picked up the phone and dialed.
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Jack hadn't slept at all. He'd spent the night pacing the floor, worrying about where Lauren was and praying she was alright. When he heard the phone ring, he jumped up and ran to answer it, hoping it was her.
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"Hello?" Jack's voice sounded urgent through the phone.
"Jack?" Lauren almost whispered, her voice quivering. "Lauren! Thank God you're alright!" Jack said in relief, his heart jumping for joy at the sound of her voice. "Where are you!" "I'm at Larry's"
"Larry's? Why are you there!" Jack was very curious.
"It's a long story, but I need you to come up here, as quick as you can"
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Jack hung up the phone and ran upstairs to Larry's apartment, not even caring that he was only wearing his boxers and t-shirt. He opened the door and Lauren ran into his arms. They embraced, tears falling from both of their eyes. "What happened?" He asked, lifting her chin so that he could look into her eyes. "Larry told me that if I didn't sleep with him, he'd tell Roper that you weren't gay." She sobbed, clinging to him tightly. "That Jerk! Just wait til he gets home!" He fumed as he sat her down on the couch.
"Are you ok?" He asked in concern. She nodded, holding on to him. He caressed her cheek and kissed her forehead. They decided to wait for Larry to come home so that Jack could give him a piece of his mind.
The door opened and Larry came in, humming to himself. When he saw Jack glaring at him, he froze in his tracks.
"Gone to work. If you leave, I will tell. See you tonight.
-Larry"
Lauren stared at the note, anger surging through her. She didn't care about what a fool she'd made of herself. She needed to call Jack and she needed to do it now. She picked up the phone and dialed.
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Jack hadn't slept at all. He'd spent the night pacing the floor, worrying about where Lauren was and praying she was alright. When he heard the phone ring, he jumped up and ran to answer it, hoping it was her.
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"Hello?" Jack's voice sounded urgent through the phone.
"Jack?" Lauren almost whispered, her voice quivering. "Lauren! Thank God you're alright!" Jack said in relief, his heart jumping for joy at the sound of her voice. "Where are you!" "I'm at Larry's"
"Larry's? Why are you there!" Jack was very curious.
"It's a long story, but I need you to come up here, as quick as you can"
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Jack hung up the phone and ran upstairs to Larry's apartment, not even caring that he was only wearing his boxers and t-shirt. He opened the door and Lauren ran into his arms. They embraced, tears falling from both of their eyes. "What happened?" He asked, lifting her chin so that he could look into her eyes. "Larry told me that if I didn't sleep with him, he'd tell Roper that you weren't gay." She sobbed, clinging to him tightly. "That Jerk! Just wait til he gets home!" He fumed as he sat her down on the couch.
"Are you ok?" He asked in concern. She nodded, holding on to him. He caressed her cheek and kissed her forehead. They decided to wait for Larry to come home so that Jack could give him a piece of his mind.
The door opened and Larry came in, humming to himself. When he saw Jack glaring at him, he froze in his tracks.