Windmill

I am sitting in the common room minding my own business, playing solitaire actually when Dak and VW come up with a brilliant idea. Will Smith is showering at this point and there are a couple of cups lying on the table out in the common room. Dak tries to sneak into the bathroom to no avail. Acting like he wanted water to drink he fills up the cup with cold water; Smith sensing danger presses himself to the wall and yells "Whats with people fucking with me in the shower?!". Dak feeling a his conscience grow decides that he cant do it, even though VW is cheering him on. I have no idea why, but I felt like I should have a try...
I walk in and ask for the cup, Smith thinking that he can mind fuck like no other tries to call my "bluff"... only it wasn't a bluff. I felt a little bad doing this, but then again... he's naked, in a stall in warm water; what was the harm? I throw the water into the shower and cover him in it. I flee for my fucking life and make it 2 steps when the Men of C-Section surround me and drag me into the bathroom. I'm kicking and screaming, grabbing hold of I-Dizzle (Who let me go! repercussions of this act of blasphemy will be followed out). I plant my foot against the wall and push up and down and all around so that I'm no where near the bathroom, Prairie Boy abandons all pretense of the movie he was watching and launches into the melee. I'm writhing and screaming and stuff... but apparently guys are strong. They leave me in the bathroom and Clutch Kick is standing outside the door with a gleeful VW whom had just taped this entire incident.

With a bang, the glass door of the shower is flung open. I hear laughing. The white walls of the bathroom seem to shrink, I turn around to see... Smith stark naked doing the windmill. (Take a moment to pause and think about what I was exposed to... and now continue)
It was staring at me, I had to look away, Smith was bouncing toward me... there was no where to go.... traumatizing material... seriously. I can still hear the faint slap...slap...slap... of skin on skin as he let his junk outta his trunk fly out everywhere... *shudder*

An eventful night nonetheless...
Hope yours was MUCH less exciting than mine! Have a good one!

F.F