She groans before slamming the door to the bathroom. When I hear the shower cut on. I glance toward the door, then back at the clock. She takes thirty minute showers. I can get off in five minutes. Having to share a room with her, watching her prance around in those short sleep shorts, having to ignore how hard her nipples are when she wakes up and climbs out of bed to piss. I swear she wears thin shirts on purpose. My balls are fucking heavy as shit right now. I know it’s sick, but I think I’m getting backed up.
