"Oh, why hello there Ramona! Care to partake of the washroom?" You ask in overly jovial fashion, playfully ignoring Ramona's dagger-like glare.
Taking hold of your bare shoulder Ramona shoved past you and pushed you into the hall, slamming the door behind her and only then answering your rhetorical question with a curt "Yes!"
You shrug your shoulders and walk downstairs, Jane and Tanya both lounging on the couch. "What's up Ramona's butt?" You ask, motioning back towards the bathroom with your thumb.
"Oh, I dunno, maybe it's you using up all the hot water and hogging up the bathroom for a half hour." Tanya said, wiping some sweat off her forehead and taking a deep chug out of an open water bottle. She looks to have just finished her workout, and in the mood for a shower too. "Seriously, what the hell were you doing in there that took half an hour?"
You look down at your damp chest, run a hand through your still wet hair, touched the white bath towel wrapped around your waist, and answered "Showering, I suspect.."
Jane chuckled, flipping the page of her magazine. "Don't mind Tanya, she's just mad that she and Ramona rock-paper-scissored on who got to take the next shower and Ramona beat her. Over and over again. Like, eight times in a row."
"It was first to five!" Tanya retorted defensively. "And don't talk like you could do any better, she's like a freaking rock-paper-scissors psychic! I swear, if she took me up on my offer to arm wrestle for the next shower I would've totally owned her!"
Jane smirked and gave an agreeing but condescending "Mm-hmm." Tanya huffed but didn't continue the argument, instead peering over the corner of the magazine to see what Jane was reading. Jane gave a subtle wink with the eye facing away from Tanya, causing you to smile and wink back. It was just like Jane, you started a fight and she was right there to draw the heat away from you and onto herself before defusing the situation. For all your scheming and Ramona's planning Jane wasn't exactly a slouch in the brains department either. You'd have to keep that in mind while you plotted your moves. Strutting over to your suitcase you tried to decide on what to wear for the evening's 'festivities'. On the one hand you had some nice slutty short shorts and loose fitting t-shirts specifically chosen for this evening, you even managed to find a shirt online that read 'smart women use their head!' with a picture suggesting that the quote was talking about anything BUT reading. It seemed like the perfect thing to wear with a sexy Headhunter on the prowl. Then again, you kind of liked the 'topless and wet with an easily dropped towel' look you were rocking right now. Why tease sex with words when you could use the very flesh you were offering instead? Besides, if you were going to compete for the Headhunter's attention against Ramona's big boobs, Tanya's tight butt, and Jane's curvaceous hips and thighs you'd have your work cut out for you.
Before you could come to a decision on how much or how little to wear however you hear the shower shut off and the bathroom door opening. Turning your head back towards the staircase you see Ramona...
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