“We thought you’d get bored out here,” Pete said, “so we only did a quickie.”
“Go back and do it again, why don’t you?” Paul said.
“Bye,” Pete said, and he pulled Jared back into the bedroom.
Pete stuck his head out the door a second later and said, “That sofa folds out into a nice bed. Sheets and supplies in the drawer underneath.” His head disappeared and the door closed.
“Well, that was a first,” I said.
“Say what?” Paul said.
“Putting on a performance,” I said.
“Yeah, but we didn’t quite finish.”
“Shut up and assume the position,” I said.
“Let’s open the bed first,” he said.
“Okay.”
We folded out the bed and investigated the drawer underneath. “So that’s what he meant by supplies,” I said.
“Yeah, we don’t need the condoms, but the K-Y might come in handy.”
“You think?”
The drawer contained sheets, pillows, and a generous supply of condoms and K-Y.