a little more story: (i just couldn't make myself do what you people thought i would do with Mark XD)
I opened the bathroom door. Mark was now seated on the edge of the bath-tub. He still hadn’t put on a robe or towel. Sighing, I handed him a bottle, and took a seat on the closed toilet lid. I was staring down at my open bottle, swishing the liquid around and around. One part was, I had almost no interest when it comes to Mark. The other part was, I felt awkward like no one would believe. “I can’t believe this is happening,” I said, trying to break the awkward silence. Mark smiled. “Would it bother you to put on a towel at least?” I finally blurted. He didn’t move. “Come here,” he said. “What? Stop. Where the hell is this going? If this will go where I’m imagining it will, sorry, I gotta turn you down. I’m not drunk enough. But, better luck next time…and perhaps next time I’ll have more interest in you.” With that, I left the bathroom, to join the others.
“You ok?” Petros asked when I came back, taking a seat on the couch with Katie, Kirsty, and JL. “Yeah…just fine,” I said, despite the nagging image of seeing Mark naked, and him implying something I didn’t want to know about, but could pretty much understand already. “You two were damn quite malakas,” Gus chuckled. I stared at him. “You and Mark. If anything happened, I sure didn’t hear it,” Gus continued, “if I knew how you two malakas kept so quiet while doing it, that would sure help me. When it comes to--” I cut Gus off by handing him another Ouzo bottle. I didn’t wanna hear about it, no, I wanted to find out for myself how Gus could be when it came to that sort of stuff.
But how to do it, how to get Gus alone as Mark had been in the bathroom? It wouldn’t be easy, there was almost no separating Gus and Bob. At this, I reconsidered…if Bob must be there with Gus, then let him be there. The more the merrier, right?
*dramatic music* :O stay tuned!!