So it's been forever since I updated anything. I know. Had some things goin' on that were bad and did some things I ain't proud of. I'm a bit better though. I'm well enough to update. Yay for my readers!
I own nothing. The Almighty Larson owns all but the plot line.
"Here, honey, drink this," Angel told her lover, thrusting a cup of tea that she'd made him into his hands. "Tea cures anything."
"Baby, I'm pretty sure tea can't arouse a person," Collins replied, staring into the cup.
"Just drink a little bit of it. I wanna see if it works." Collins sighed and took a large sip of the hot tea as Angel sat on the coffee table and stared at him. Neither of them moved for a while. "Drink a little bit more." Collins did as Angel said and they were both still and silent again. Two minutes passed before Collins put the cup down on the table next to Angel. "Are you horny yet?"
"No," Collins said, making Angel frown.
"Not even a tiny bit?" Collins shook his head as someone knocked on the door. "I got it! It's probably Maureen." Angel went to the door, opened it, and let Maureen, Joanne, who was carrying a large cardboard box, Roger, Mimi, and Mark into the apartment.
"We're here!" Maureen exclaimed.
"But I only called you," Angel pointed out.
"Yeah, but I needed a ride so Pookie had to come. Then right before we left I realized I had to call Mimi 'cause she's your best friend. She just happened to be at the loft so she told Roger and Mark and they came along just 'cause they didn't believe Collins actually wasn't in the mood for sex. Now, here we all are!" Maureen finished her explanation with a gesture toward herself, her girlfriend, and her friends.
"Maureen, can I put this down now?" Joanne asked, the box slipping from her fingers.
"Sure, Pookie!" Joanne dropped the box onto the floor. "Careful with that!"
"It was heavy."
"What's in that thing anyway?" Roger asked.
"Just . . . stuff," Maureen said, sitting on the floor next to the box.
"What stuff?" Collins asked somewhat worriedly, watching Maureen open the box.
"The stuff I'm gonna use to help you get it up."
"I don't need help gettin' it up. I just don't feel like havin' sex right now."
"Holy shit," Roger commented. "He said it. He actually said it."
"Never thought I'd see the day," Mark added.
"I've had days when I'm not in the mood for sex before, you know," Collins told his friends.
"No you haven't," Maureen said, rummaging through the box.
"She's right, Collins," Mark agreed. "You're the horniest guy any of us know." Roger walked over to Maureen and her box and looked down into it.
"Maureen, what the hell is all of this?" he asked. Maureen accidentally knocked a picture out of the box and Roger picked it up. He glanced at it, his eyes widened, and he threw it back on the ground. "Ahh! Naked man!" He ran to Mimi and hugged her tightly.
"Roger, stop overreacting," Mimi told her boyfriend, unwrapping his arms from around her, walking over to the picture, and picking it up. Her eyes widened as she looked at the picture. "Wow." Angel and Joanne walked over to Mimi and looked at the picture in her hand.
"Oh. My. God," Angel said. "It's so . . . big."
"Maureen, where the hell did you get this?" Joanne asked, her eyes glued to the picture.
"Out of a magazine," Maureen replied, still going through her box. "There's a folder full of 'em somewhere in here . . . aha!" She produced a manila folder from the box and sat next to Collins on the couch. "Okay, Collins, I'm gonna take out each of these pictures one by one and you're gonna tell me if you feel anything."
"Okay . . ." Collins said, wanting to run. He knew Maureen and everything she was capable of possessing.
"All right." Maureen took the first picture out of the folder and held it against her chest. "Ready?"
"Sure . . ." The picture was put into Collins' hands and he stared at it, completely unfazed. He looked to Maureen with a blank expression on his face and then turned his attention back to the picture. "It's a picture of two naked girls touching each other."
"I know!" Maureen exclaimed, looking at the picture with her best friend. "Isn't it hot?"
"Not really."
"Oh, come on! You can't tell me that that's not the hottest thing you've ever seen."
"It's not." Maureen sighed, took the picture from Collins, and turned it toward her girlfriend and the rest of her friends.
"Is this hot? Yes or no?" she asked. Joanne closed her eyes, shook her head, and didn't give an answer.
"Yes," both Roger and Mark said quickly.
"Pervs," Mimi responded, folding her arms.
"You gotta admit, it is kinda hot," Angel said.
"Okay. It's kinda hot."
"See, Collins?" Maureen said. "Everybody else thinks it's hot. Why don't you?"
"I just don't," Collins told her. "I've never been turned on by girl-on-girl action."
"Yeah right! Every guy is turned on by girl-on-girl action. Gay and straight."
"Not this guy."
"Well, damn! That eliminates almost all my pictures!" Maureen opened the folder and took all of the pictures of girls out of it, leaving one inside. She turned the picture upside down and gave it to Collins. "You have to think this one's hot. It's of two guys in the 69 position."
"Thanks for the image, Maureen," Mark commented. Collins turned the picture over and his eyes widened.
"Well?" Maureen said.
"Daaaaaaamn," Collins said, still staring at the picture.
"You feelin' anything?"
"Nope."
"I don't believe that. Angel, check him." Angel walked over to the couch and sat on Collins' lap as he put the picture down. "Anything?"
"Nothing," Angel said.
"I told ya'll. I'm not in the mood," Collins pointed out.
"Stop saying that!" Maureen demanded. "I will make you get a boner if it's the last thing I do!"
"Glad you're so determined, Maureen," Joanne commented.
"I'm more than determined, Pookie!" Maureen went back over to her box and started digging through it again.
"Hey, Mo, can I keep that picture for future reasons?" Collins asked.
Second chapter is done! Again, sorry it took so long for me to update anything.
Review please.