Chapter 7

It??s the fastest seven minutes ever.

??Their time is up.?? Beverly Cline rises and walks to the closet door. She taps and calls out, ??It??s over. You??re done. Get out of there.??

Andy says, ??Pull it out of me. Now! Our minutes are up. We??ll finish with your dick later.??

Beverly Cline scowls, backing away from the closet and joining the remaining five players in our circle.

Rustling is heard from inside the closet: an elbow cracking against the door, grunts, and huffing. Technically, the couple is in the closet for eight minutes, breaking the rules of the game. No one cares, though.

Andy and Trundle tumble out of the closet, grinning. Both are sweaty, heaving for breath. They chuckle,experiencing a mad-capped adventure like teenagers.

Andy??s brow is covered in sweat as he fastens the leather belt around his waist. His cheeks are a fiery red, and his eyes are wide, having just been semi-taken advantage of in the closet by his hot boyfriend.