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max_rojas (max_rojas) wrote,

A road trip?! HELL YEAH!! A road trip with Tempest? WTF?! Max had to wonder if Zowie was still punishing him for his night of drunken misbehavior. He didn’t dislike Tempest, no, that wasn’t the problem at all. The problem was that Tempest would like to see his head mounted on the wall. He had tried time and again to be friendly with his girlfriend’s best girlfriend, but she always shot him down.

Max kept offering to drive, so he could sit next to Zowie, because Tempest certainly didn’t want to sit with him. It was only fair, because Tempest kept using the I got dumped card to get Zowie in her bed. Max was so tired of it, he wanted to make up a tragedy to trump Tempest’s.

They wouldn’t have a problem with sleeping arrangements tonight. This room had one big bed. Max had to bite down on his very large lips to keep himself from laughing. As they sat in the Jacuzzi, playing Never have I ever and Truth or Dare, Max was as happy as a pig in mud. These games didn’t bother him at all; he really had no secrets and no shame.

While Tempest was away mixing drinks, Max jumped at the chance to move in on his beautiful, sexy girlfriend. He was making out with Zowie hot and heavy, when Tempest returned; so hot, that he actually didn’t realize Tempest had returned. The first inkling he got of her presence was a hand on his forehead, pushing him away and Tempest pulling Zowie into a kiss. Max crossed his arms over his broad chest and grumbled, “If these were cave man times, I could just crush her head with a rock and carry Zowie away over my shoulder…HMPH!”

When Tempest asked about her dare, Max looked at Zowie, “Zowie wants to do your dare…”