Don't Mind Us

Whitney just ditched another bad roommate, only to land Spencer Bradley in her face. Spencer has this way of demanding the TV like it owes her rent. Today the gamer girl wants the couch for nonstop online raids with her squad. Spencer has other plans, though, and she blocks the screen until Whitney caves on terms: Spencer gets her slice of screen time if Whitney gets hers too. Hours later the door swings open and Spencer brings home mocha-skinned firebrand Mocha Menage. The pair drop onto the cushions right beside Whitney and go straight to deep tongue wrestling. Whispers turn to moans, shirts fly, and suddenly the couch starts bucking every time someone gets slapped. Whitney grips the controller tighter and stays on quest, but it's hopeless. A pink bra sails through the air and lands across her eyes. The screen flashes "mission failed." Whitney mutes the chat, spins on the couch, and tries to kick the two women out. Spencer only grins, pats the seat between them, and offers Whitney the best seat in the house. Whitney sighs, remembers the last time a roommate convinced her, and just shrugs. Sounds better than spawning in one-sided while half-naked ghosts bump into her. She sets the controller aside and dives head-first into their little three-way raid instead.