allonblack
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Manny
Cassie was nice enough to help me out of the pool after my blushing faded. We walked toward the dinner table and I thought about reaching to hold her hand. Too early, better not try it I decided. I noticed a private table with candles on it. They were unlit, I assumed this was for later on in the show. I had noticed work orders for flowers on a table outside the pool room as well. Apparently the producers still had a little decorating to do.
I was glad no one accused me of faking my slip and fall into the pool. I couldn't plan that even if I wanted to. We sat at dinner, the popular ones, Jenna, Roslyn, Colt, Steve, talking amonst themselves, Cassie battling the early stages of an onsetting hangover, and me picking silently at a salad. Cassie excused herself and headed upstairs. I didn't want to be too obvious and follow her, starting rumors in the house. But I was concerned and wanting to make sure she wasn't puking her guts out and if she was I wanted to make sure she wasn't doing it alone. I waited a little longer but realized no one would notice if I left. I left my salad on the table and took my Dr. Pepper with me to sip on the way upstairs.
I reached our room. The door was slightly ajar, a dim light peeked out from inside. "Knock, knock" I said tapping the wood and angling my head inside the door.
I could see a silhoutte under the sheet. A heart shaped bed, black satin sheets, this whole room ached of erotic, I wonder if this used to be a porn set. I tiptoed to my bed, being careful not to wake her if she was sleeping. I stripped down to my boxers and sat on the edge of my bed and scribbled a few random thoughts in my journals. Nothing important, just plot outlines for a western I was writing.
A slight groan escaped from under the sheets. I decided I should check on Cassie and make sure she was ok. I sat on her bed and whispered "Cassie, hey Cassie, you ok babe?" I touched her shoulder slightly and shook it softly. I hoped she wouldn't get the wrong idea and think I was a perv when she saw me sitting on her bed wearing only my boxers. But a part of me hoped she would have other ideas when she saw me.
Cassie was nice enough to help me out of the pool after my blushing faded. We walked toward the dinner table and I thought about reaching to hold her hand. Too early, better not try it I decided. I noticed a private table with candles on it. They were unlit, I assumed this was for later on in the show. I had noticed work orders for flowers on a table outside the pool room as well. Apparently the producers still had a little decorating to do.
I was glad no one accused me of faking my slip and fall into the pool. I couldn't plan that even if I wanted to. We sat at dinner, the popular ones, Jenna, Roslyn, Colt, Steve, talking amonst themselves, Cassie battling the early stages of an onsetting hangover, and me picking silently at a salad. Cassie excused herself and headed upstairs. I didn't want to be too obvious and follow her, starting rumors in the house. But I was concerned and wanting to make sure she wasn't puking her guts out and if she was I wanted to make sure she wasn't doing it alone. I waited a little longer but realized no one would notice if I left. I left my salad on the table and took my Dr. Pepper with me to sip on the way upstairs.
I reached our room. The door was slightly ajar, a dim light peeked out from inside. "Knock, knock" I said tapping the wood and angling my head inside the door.
I could see a silhoutte under the sheet. A heart shaped bed, black satin sheets, this whole room ached of erotic, I wonder if this used to be a porn set. I tiptoed to my bed, being careful not to wake her if she was sleeping. I stripped down to my boxers and sat on the edge of my bed and scribbled a few random thoughts in my journals. Nothing important, just plot outlines for a western I was writing.
A slight groan escaped from under the sheets. I decided I should check on Cassie and make sure she was ok. I sat on her bed and whispered "Cassie, hey Cassie, you ok babe?" I touched her shoulder slightly and shook it softly. I hoped she wouldn't get the wrong idea and think I was a perv when she saw me sitting on her bed wearing only my boxers. But a part of me hoped she would have other ideas when she saw me.