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It was Friday night; I had just gotten home from an evening with the guy I am currently sleeping with. Nothing special had happened, of course we had sex, but it was nothing minds blowing. I was home from college on Easter break trying to enjoy everything and not get caught up in the craziness around me. Since moving out and going to college, my parents had turned my bedroom into a storage room, it was almost impossible to even get into my old bedroom much less sleep in my old bed, if it was still in there somewhere. So I was sentenced to sleeping on the couch, which wasn't as bad as it could be. My couch is a huge couch that can fit two people laying on it comfortably, I only know this because of the nights I spent fighting with my brothers on it. So I had just gotten home from an evening with Josh, nothing special. I decided to lie down and take a load off; I knew that the next day would be spent baking cakes and getting dinner ready for the big family gathering. I had striped down to the bare minimums. I flicked on the TV and hoped on the couch, laying there in just my white boy shorts and a white tank top. I began flipping through the channels, thinking that I would eventually find something to either watch, or fall asleep too. I had just taken off my glasses to turn and face the back of the couch, when my cell phone started ringing. I was surprised when I realized that it was the special ringer, the ringer only two people have, my mom and Dennis. I jumped up off the couch to grab my phone, thinking that it was going to be my mom asking me to bring her back a drink or something. So I assumed that it was just her, didn't even look at the caller ID. ...

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