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[frooty_o_s]

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"We don't, uh...we don't, uh..." Newbie's brain is like a car engine that's shut down and can't quite get started again, Curtis' hands being where they are. "We don't got locker rooms either." He can't remember why this is important anymore, but he follows through. "We got bathrooms."

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[tvaholic]

"Then get in the bathroom, cheerleader," Curtis murmurs teasingly with a nudge of his hips, sliding his hands out of Newbie's pants.

[frooty_o_s]

Newbie wriggles after Curtis' retreating hand, and when he's lost it for good he whimpers and heads for the bathroom, looking over his shoulder to make sure Curtis is coming, too.

[tvaholic]

Curtis is right behind Newbie and nudges him into the smaller room. "Bath?" he suggests, figuring it'll kill two birds with one stone.

[frooty_o_s]

"So I'm a dirty girl now?" Newbie asks hopefully, eyeing the tub with a gleam in his eye.