"Not taking things seriously. Yeah, I'm... kind of starting to get that, Kay..." Jack said, slipping a little bit as he stared at her chest. God fucking damn it. There was a record, a record that he had going, he didn't do names, he couldn't remember them for the life of him but fuck if those tits just... out there weren't fucking distracting. "I mean Betty." Fucking fucking hell. That just came out wrong. He needed to get his eyes focused up on her own eyes, yeah, he could do it... no wait, they were going back down to her tits again. No no, he could do it. There! He got to her eyes, but... wait, was she staring at his crotch? It made him want to look down at... fuck!
"Girls on the mainland? Are you a mermaid or something?" Jesus he hoped not. It was hard enough to resist her without combining to it all those terrible terrible fantasies he'd had about Ariel from his childhood. God damned if that wouldn't be hot though. He wondered if he could convince her to die her hair red. No... no, that would be awful, awful and terrible and wrong and yet so so goddamned right. Jesus Christ, the boner in his pants was just going to permanently stay there. Didn't they say after like 4 hours it was medically bad for you? Or was that just on viagra? Wait, he was a god, he'd probably be okay, he just needed to fucking stay... calm.
Of course, all of that sort of got side tracked by the naked friends discussion. He wasn't trying to think the 's' word when it came to the idea of having naked friends, but it did seem a bit... cavalier really. Warning lights were going off in his head when she started to say how many people she'd had sex with. When she said 3, she'd see his face fall a little bit... and then when she said two girls and a guy it brightened up again. He only had one other contender, girls totally didn't fucking count when it came to defiling a nice tasty cake! He could be the cake defiler here, totally ruin that cake for whatever poor mother fucker she settled down with someday.
Even as soon as he thought of it though he paused, remembering the heat of Jia's lips on his own, and his dream that he'd had not more than a half hour ago. And that, of course, lead into another girl who also started with a J, coming up and burning her way into his thoughts. Jack closed his eyes as he tried to shake off the sensation, and grabbed the bottle of the good stuff, taking a big deep drink of it as he tried to guzzle his inhibitions away. Why the fuck was he thinking about Jia at a time like this? It wasn't like she'd really done anything other than fucking slap him and be a bitch anyway. This chick of course had been topless from the get go.
"Wait... you don't want to be owned? You mean... go out with anyone..." Jack said nodding a little at it. He certainly wasn't looking to go out with anyone, and he could certainly just get his rocks off with her right now... if he wanted to.
"I think I'll pass..." Jack said as he groaned, stumbling towards his bed. He was going to have to jack off for a fuckign year to make up for this, and even then he was sure that his blue balls were going to ache from what the fuck he'd just done. Fucking goddamned conscience! "Don't let the door hit your cute ass on the way out, Betty." he muttered as he dove face first into his pillow and groaned again.