He didn't remember going back to his room. He didn't remember pulling on a clean pair of boxer briefs and crawling into bed. He did however, remember the sight of Gesabel's creamy thighs and butt as she shimmied her boy shorts and jeans down her legs so she could go to the bathroom. He rolled onto his side with a groan and curled into a ball. That nauseating guilty feeling had returned. His eyes slid closed as he willed himself to sleep, trying desperately to ignore the throbbing between his legs.
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