AlthoughIsayIamnotaflirtatiousperson,youcanbelievemethatwhenIreturnedtomyroom,IwasreadyforeverythingtopleaseKeith,andofcourse,everythinginmyroomcamenotfromme,butfromRichard.Theirpajamas,theirbeer,and...Hmm...TheirsextoyissorichthatIcan'timagineAstonandRichardhavingsuchataste.
Insteadofpajamasandsextoys,IstuffeditintoRichard'spocket,leavingonlytwocansofbeeronthetable.
Isatonthebed,shakingmylegs,waitingforKeithtoarrive.Therewasaburstofexcitement.Inashorttime,theknockonthedoorsounded,andIgotuptoopenthedoor.Assoonasitopened,Keith'scalmfaceappeared.Beforehesaid.
"IwanttostayinGwin'sroomforawhile.Theprinceisonabusinesstrip."
"Yes...comein,"Isaid,andIstammeredthedooropentoletKeithin.
Keithisstillactingasnormalashedidthelasttimehecametomyroom.Theonlymistakewasthathewasn'tastalkative,asinquisitive,asquietasheusedtobe,andtheatmospherebegan.Istayedforawhilebeforehurryingtoadjustmymood.Suppressexcitementandbreaksilence.
"Doyouwantto...haveyoueatenanything?"