The Mission

I woke up the next morning, my hands each on something squishy yet firm. I squeezed and heard a soft moan. I flipped the sheet to see Olga and Veronica naked, laying on top of me.

"Well now I know I shouldn't drink. Olga, what the fuck?" I growled shaking her awake.

She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and gave me a sheepish smile. Veronica muttered something as she woke up. Her hand was on my thigh as she sat up. She smiled at me when she saw me.

"Such a long night, I am shocked that you are even awake. Poor Jason doesn't even remember? Guess we will need to do it again." Veronica tackled me.

"Hey, no fair!" Olga shouted as she also jumped on me.

After four hours of romping around the bed, I managed to break away from them. I got dressed and walked out of the room to see Mr. swordsman waiting on me.

"What do you want?" I asked glaring at him.

"Must have been a wonderful night. I want to challenge you to a duel." He said walking up to me.