It started with a single occupancy room, a rainstorm, and a bottle of cheap scotch and a desperate huddle that kept them away from the leaking roof. Somehow it ended with Lassiter’s ass in Shawn’s face while he ate out Juliet and Juliet sucked off Gus.
There was a shift of limbs, flesh and blood that resulted in them switching positions, elbowing and shoving each other to get the right part into the right Shawn found himself sucking off Lassiter while Juliet rode him and Gus tried to cram himself between and watch with large, horrified eyes, as if this were a monster movie and not some desperate fear-based orgy. He came and fell off the bed.
It was Gus who pulled him back onto the mattress and handed him a towel. “Well,” Carlton declared, staring at his sock-clad feet. “That was awkward.”
Shawn had to agree.