He didn’t feel one hundred percent on form, but he was in no danger of falling asleep anytime soon. Which was just as well, as Kristian and Taryn were playing a heated game of tonsil tennis on her bed and Shanna was perched on the edge of her mattress, looking expectantly at him. He shot her a grin then asked, “Mind if I use the toilet?” She shook her head. “Thanks.” With that, he headed into the bathroom and closed and locked the door behind him. After emptying his bladder, he washed his hands and face. Then, spotting the bottle of mouthwash on the bathroom shelf, he helped himself to a mouthful and rinsed thoroughly before returning to the bedroom. Sitting down next to Shanna, Ryan wondered how he could get things moving with her so he, like his friend, could be rolling around on a bed with a pretty girl. His brain wasn’t running at full capacity, so he decided to let his body do the talking instead.
