Name: nycRENTgirl
Title: Let's Go Dancing
Disclaimer: If I owned them, would I be wasting my time writing and reading stories about them? ANSWER: No, I would be having wild sex with them and then chaining them in my house (that sounds kinky...) so that I could keep them forever (although I would already own them, so they would already be mine forever...hmm...). Ok, I'll shut up and let you read the story now.
Notes: I already said I'd shut up and let you read the story, didn't I? Well, thanks to Sing-my-heart-out (a.k.a. Mariah), who read my story after so long and even reviewed it, inspiring me to get off my ass and update. Love anyone who even reads this, let alone reviews!
Lots of Steam
Mimi had changed into her sexy clothes, put on makeup, and called Angel to ask if she wanted to come with her and Roger (she didn't, and neither did Collins; Mimi rather thought from the heavy breathing over the phone that she had interrupted something) before Roger had finished showering.
After waiting another five minutes without Roger emerging from the bathroom, Mimi lost patience. She opened the bathroom door two inches and yelled into a room completely filled with steam, "You are so slow, Roger! Hurry up before I make you come out!"
"Close the door, you're letting the cold air in!" Roger yelled back. "I'm not ready yet!" When Mimi didn't close the door, he grabbed it from the inside and closed it.
"Why are you taking so long!" Mimi pulled the door open again and yelled into the bathroom.
"You wanted me to take a shower and change my clothes! Well that's what I'm doing and I'm not done yet!" Roger pulled the door closed again but then pushed it open and added, "And you're letting the cold air in!" He banged the door closed again.
Mimi groaned. "That's it!" She yelled (through the closed door this time). "I'm coming in!"
She pushed the door open and walked blindly into the steam. She dimly saw a still-naked Roger standing next to the bathtub, with perching one foot on the toilet and wiping his hands on a towel.
"What are you doing!" Mimi asked.
"What the fuck!" Roger jumped and started pushing Mimi back towards the door. "Mimi, I said I wasn't done yet! I'll be out in a minute!" He looked almost frantic when she resisted, and to get her to leave, he added: "Why don't you get me some clothes, and I'll be out in a minute or two."
"Damn, you know I can't resist that!" Mimi said. "When you finally come out I want an explanation, though."
"I know," Roger replied, still trying to get her to leave.
"After all, it's not every day you see your boyfriend moisturizing his legs."