CHAPTER 36

GIRLS, WASTED – after 6x01

"Oh come on, Jessica! Tell us already", Lisa pleaded her, loudly, at the bar, while the red-haired just raised her shoulders.

"I don't know what you girls want me to tell", she opened a cocky smile, showing almost all of her teeth.

"Ok that's just mean. We just need to know. Doesn't have to be, like, exact" Mandy joined Lisa, pleading.

Naima was laughing at the girls, not saying much, but she was anxiously waiting for Jessica's answer too. Very attentive while drinking her fifth drink. Or sixth, she didn't remember anymore.

Jessica sighed. "Fine" she said to the girls, who were all smiling and had wide eyes. She knew they all knew him for many years and they were all just friends. They were fun women who welcomed Jessica with opened arms, and she was kind of new in town, so it was nice that they treated her so well. And she wanted to know a secret or two from them as well, regarding the other guys. She was very curious about these guys, they were all mysterious and fun to be around, all at the same time. "I'll tell you".

Jessica paused for a few seconds, until Naima suddenly said to her, almost yelling, "Come on! Just tell us"

"Ok, Jesus. So…" Jessica started, while the girls all brought their faces closer to her, "like this size" she showed to them, with her palm and the table top, "and like…. this thick? I think", she made a circle with her thumb and index finger.

"Ooohhhh" all the girls looked at her hand and then looked at each other, nodding and smiling.

"That is nice", Lisa added, smiling. Then she looked down and smirked, to no one but herself. But Mandy saw that.

Then Mandy immediately nodded at Jessica, agreeing "Yes, very nice". Then she looked away and smirked at herself too. And took a big sip of her sixth gin & tonica.

Jessica grinned, nodding, all proud.

Naima took another sip of her drink, then smirked at herself too.

Mandy saw all of those smirks, and she concluded that the girls were all very happy with what they got. Jessica was very proud of Brock, obviously. And she had a good reason for that, it really was above the average. But Mandy immediately realized that all of the others girls realized that they were even more blessed in that department, and although Mandy didn't know by how much, she knew that, in her case, she could say that, if Brock was Bravo Five, Jason was, without any doubt, Bravo One.

The girls were very drunk. And they knew that. They just didn't care.

"Hey" Mandy said to them, before even thinking, "Did you girls ever think that", she released a small hiccup, "they often use collective showers?". Lisa and Naima looked at her and laughed loudly, knowing exactly what she meant. Jessica didn't understand what was funny about that.

When Lisa stopped laughing, she told Jessica, "Well, they know each other sizes, for sure".

Naima was looking distant, "Funny thing is that they're all kinda cocky, right? Like, very cocky. I mean, Ray isn't as much anymore, but when we met, he was like all proud and stuff".

"Hum", all the girls said in unison. Lisa concluded, "Maybe because they all have the gear to back them up, and they know that" then she exploded laughing, and all the girls laughed loudly.

"They carry their rifles with pride" Mandy added, gesticulating, and they all laughed again. Naima almost fell of her bar stool.

"Who does?" Jason asked in a playful voice, right beside Mandy, and they all almost jumped and fell of their stools at the same time.

"Jesus, Jason", Mandy put her glass down. "For how long are you guys standing here?" she said when the girls all turned and noticed Ray, Sonny and Brock, standing next to Jason. And next to the girls.

Lisa felt the urge to tease "They crawled from the door. Carrying their rifles on their backs" and the girls all laughed again, not because it was a funny joke, but because they could all picture them crawling or, at least, sneaking from the door, their back glued to the wall, until they appeared behind them at the bar of The Bulkhead, where the girls were sitting for hours now.

"See, I told you" Sonny said, indignant, "we should have come earlier. They're all wasted and we couldn't even properly drink the whole night".

"Sonny, you drank half a bottle of tequila at my place" Ray cut him off.

"See? I would've drank the whole bottle. I'm not even drunk yet" he said, immediately releasing a low burp.

"Why the fuck you here then? I'll uber home" Lisa harshly asked him, and all the girls nodded, because they'd take the uber.

"I need a ride home" Sonny raised his shoulders, stating the obvious, for him.

Jason touched Mandy's arm, "I'll get your bill, ok", and she clumsily grabbed his arm "What? I can pay for my drinks" she sounded offended. "And who said that we're going home? I'm having fun", and all the girls nodded, complaining, that they wanted to stay for a while yet.

"Girls" Ray sounded very reasonable, so they all heard him, while Naima was caressing his chest. He held her hand to stop her, because she was moving it dangerously low all of a sudden, "The bar is closing. Luke called us to pick you up".

The girls all turned and looked around. They were the last ones to still be in there, and the bartender, Luke, had even put away his utensils and beer mugs. He looked annoyed as hell.

"Yeah, he called us. So we'd pick you up. How low we've fallen, huh?" Sonny was mocking them, while Ray, Brock and Jason were paying the girls' bills.

"You're not paying my bill, Sonny?", Lisa said, indignant, to him. He glanced at the other people around them, loudly answering, "And why the hell would I pay for your bill, Davis? What am I, a bank? You pay for your shit". Lisa sighed and wobbled to the end of the bar, where Luke was collecting their money.

Jason ended up paying for Lisa's bill too, because she let her credit card fall twice from her hand and she probably couldn't even remember the password at that point. She was wasted.

The guys came back to where the girls were, feeling significantly poorer now, and each of the guys grabbed his girl – even Sonny, for the record – and carried them through the parking lot to the guys' cars – and uber. Mandy's and Lisa's cars would stay parked there until the next day. They stopped half way to take a selfie of the situation, as the girls did to them weeks ago, even posting that picture on the internet.

The girls weren't as sleepy as the guys were that day, and they were actually very, very eager to touch them. The guys even glanced at each other not understanding quite well where did that fire come from. But they weren't complaining.

"Girls", Mandy dramatically said as Jason was opening the door to his truck, "Let's gear up, shall we", and the girls all laughed their asses off, almost falling to the floor, and the boys now were completely lost as they practically shoved their beloved ones on the seat of the cars. Jason got Mandy's car keys and took her suitcase from inside her car.

During their way to Jason's apartment, Mandy noticed he was silent.

"You mad?"

"No. Why would I be mad?" Jason glanced at her.

"Because you're quiet".

"I'm always quiet".

"No you're not. You're very talkative during sex"

"No, I'm not" he sounded offended, but his voice, once again, raised an octave.

"I like it".

Silence again.

"Do you know you're big?"

"What?", Jason looked at her, almost afraid to think about the reason why she said that.

"Oh, you do, right? That's why you're this cocky. You know your gear", Mandy smiled at him, nodding.

"I have no idea what you're talking about", he lied.

"Well, at least you know you're bigger than Brock".

Jason immediately directed his car to the side and hit the breaks.

"Excuse me?" he asked dangerously, looking at her.

Mandy didn't notice his look, because she was thinking. She actually couldn't say if he was bigger than Ray or Sonny, but due to Jason's height, she assumed so. But then again, there were shorter men, especially black men, who were famous for their sizes, so she couldn't be sure of that. Then if that was the case, he would've been less cocky than Sonny and Ray. So, she finally concluded, basing solely on his height and degree of cockiness, he was, most likely, Bravo One.

"You need to pee?" she suddenly realized he stopped, and looked at him. He was almost shivering.

"How the fuck do you know Brock's dick size, huh?" he almost whispered at her, but his voice was filled with anger.

"Told you you're mad" she noticed the anger in his voice.

"Of course I'm mad" he said, then he blinked and he seemed hurt, "I just found out one of my brothers fucked my girlfriend. When was that?"

"Who? With me?" Mandy asked, genuinely confused. "When?"

"Brock. You. Don't know when, but maybe you should tell me"

"I don't know. I never slept with Brock", Mandy said, confused, trying to remember if she ever fucked him. "Nah, never. I'd remember", she smiled at Jason.

He blinked, confused, but very relieved. "How do you know anything about his size, then?"

"Ooooh" Mandy dramatically said. "Jessica told us. Please don't tell him she told us".

Jason sighed, relieved, and smiled at her. And started to drive the car again. "You're very drunk, huh"

"Maybe. It was nice" she leaned her head on his shoulder. "I wanted to. Fuck Brock." she calmly said.

"What", he lost the direction of the car a bit.

"I mean, all of us wanted to. We all had a crush on him"

"Really?" Jason asked, not amused at all. "The crush is gone now, huh?"

"Don't know. Maybe if I was single. But I'm not. Is that relevant?" she turned to him.

"Well, I don't know, it means that if we break up you may try to sleep with him?"

"No, I wouldn't like, try to sleep with him. I'd just flirt with him and see how it goes, let him take the path. You know?", Mandy gesticulated, showing him Brock would have to go to her. "I don't know how to hit on men".

Jason was still jealous, but thinking it was funny how talkative she was, all drunk.

"Yeah you do", Jason dramatically said to her. "You were always touching me and flirting, smiling and shit. Classy but, you know, kinda hitting on me"

"Exactly. And it led nowhere. If I knew how to do it properly, the results would've come sooner", she raised her shoulders. "But I was trying to be a lady, ok? And you were working with me."

"Well, I was still working with you when you opened you door and much more in J-Bad that time" he joked, laughing at her, who had an indignant face.

Jason parked his truck in front of his apartment.

"That was nice" she turned to him, before opening the door of the car. He jogged around the car to get her out of it, she was still seated and he grabbed her from her waist. She leaned on his shoulders to stand, and he helped her climb the stairs and into the apartment.

"God, this is sad" she said, as she got into his place. She greeted and caressed Cerb, now more used to her around the house. She wobbled to the kitchen to give him a few snacks, while Jason grabbed her car keys and hang them near the door.

"I'd like you to have sex with me now" she solemnly stood up and declared.

"U-hum, let's just take your clothes off", he came to her and took her jacket off, guiding her to the bedroom area.

"Yes, undress me" she stood there in the middle of the bedroom, like a mannequin, and he laughed while undressing her. He stopped when she had her t-shirt and panties still on, and guided her to the bed.

"My bra hurts" she complained, and while he was trying to sit her on the bed, she started to unbuckle his belt. He let her, because she wasn't even able to pull it from the correct side. "Something's wrong with it" she told him about the belt. She turned and tried to open her bra under her t-shirt. "Wait, open my bra" she pleaded, because he was distancing from her. He sighed, came back and opened it. Then she said he had to take it off or otherwise it would be uncomfortable for her during sex. And it wouldn't enhance her breasts. He took her t-shirt off her arms but kept it around her neck, while taking the bra off and putting her t-shirt back in her arms.

"I don't understand" she muttered, confused, when noticed she still wasn't naked.

Jason went to the kitchen, to grab her a glass of water, when he hard Mandy on the phone, sending some audio text.

"Hey, Lisa! I just remembered the other time! You see, there's this place near the hotel where we were staying, great view, he was wearing his long fatigues. But you're right, the fabric pinches a little. I noticed that when I was stradd-" Jason ripped the phone off her hand, alarmed, and checked to see if the audio was sent, and erased the recording.

"What the fuck Mandy, I work with Lisa" he said, annoyed.

"Oh you're right. I'll just tell Naima and Jessica then" she tried to reach her phone back.

He put the phone in his safe. "No fucking way. I'm keeping it in here until tomorrow". He turned and Mandy was sitting on the bed, only with her panties on, and looking at him. She managed to take her t-shirt off. He sighed, then ignored her and went to the bathroom to take off his clothes so that she wouldn't think he was seducing her or something. When he got out in his boxers, she was laying on her side, still awake, but a bit sleepy now.

"Why don't you want to have sex with me?" she said, not sad, but confused. He knew she'd soon get to the sad phase of her drunkenness, like most people do.

"You're too drunk. Tomorrow we'll do it" he laid beside her, keeping the maximum distance from her as possible.

"But I chose you, Jason" she still sounded confused. "I can't be with someone that doesn't want me. That'd be sad".

He opened a wide smile when he heard her drunk confession, and came closer to her and put his arm around her, and she gladly snucked in. "Oh, I want you. Believe me. Tomorrow I'll make it up to you" he said, affectionate, while kissing her hair.

"Ok. Good" she muttered on his chest. "You smell great" she added. Then licked his chest, surprising him. "Tastes good too" she joked.

He laughed at her, but she quickly fell asleep, with her mouth still on his skin.