Damien follows my hand, and when we both look up at the window, we see Erin holding a giant pink dildo in her hand as she shuts the drapes. Damien spins back to face me, both of our eyes wide. “See?” “Holy fuck!” “That could have been put in your ass, Damien! I’ll take that apology any time now, thank you.” He stands there, still shocked by what he saw. “I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to look Dave in the eyes again.” Patting him on the shoulder, I lead him down the steps to his car. “I think it’s safe to say neither of us will ever be the same after this.”
