MIKO
I am experiencing something that has never happened before.
"What's wrong?" we all stop and look at my now limp cock. "It was fine just now."
When Jude was in the room looking at me with those hurt puppy eyes, begging me for something I am not sure he was ready for yet.
"Should we kiss more?"
"No," I get up, pulling my pants up and buckling the belt. "I guess I am a little too drunk. You girls have fun without me."
And they do. The minute I jump out of bed, picking up my shirt from the floor, they have started making out again, forgetting all about me.
I have never had a limp dick before, no matter how drunk I was. It. Always. Gets. To. Work.
This is all because I can't forget like I wanted to, I can't not see him everywhere I look, and I can't help but compare every face to his. This whole night is a disaster. I didn't want to talk to the girls, I didn't want anyone touching me, but if I was to succeed in my mission, then I had to allow someone in.
