Making the Team/Go alone, super massive orgy, Jodie
You empty your lungs in a deep, jittery sigh. A big fat boner hangs like a brick in your underwear. This is it, Jesse is beaten. You have the chance to join the team under brand-new management and get to partake in a hot, messed-up orgie. Makes sense that you have to sacrifice something, right? When you head in through the front door of your home, it's with a lump in your throat and cold sweat. You must have looked like a sick corpse or something, because your Mom greets you in the living-room right as she's getting ready to head to the office.
"Are you okay, honey? You look awful!"
What the fuck are you supposed to tell her? That you're feeling a little bit guilty about handing one of her daughters over to a bunch of gang-rapists? No, you tell her you just needed to lay down for a minute and head upstairs. Jodie's room is close to yours, and the door is slightly ajar - so you hear her as she's talking on her cell phone.
"... No, he's cute. You know I love blonde guys. And he's, like, super alpha too - you just know he's gonna' go places after school. But does he even have a girlfriend? It seems like every girl's fooled around with Jesse, but I don't know if he's ever wanted to get serious with someone; y'know?"
She's talking about Jesse! Figures. Nobody's good enough for your stuck-up sister except for the star quarterback. But you must have lingered outside for too long, because suddenly you hear her call out: "Hello?".
You've been caught. She knows someone's outside of her room. Opening the door up a little bit, she scoffs and rolls her eyes at the sight of you. But she waves her hand and carelessly beckons you to come in, and to close the door behind you. Jodie hates it when her door is open, because Mom and Dad like to eavesdrop on her conversations all the time, too.
"What?" She grunts irritably. And that's a good question. What do you do?