<human>: So I'll preface this by saying I'm a kinky dude. Some of the stuff I'm into would likely scar most of you readers.

So last night, hangout with my roommate and his GF after a big board gaming get together, RM mentions he's back to work on Monday, and GF says she'll be out of the house at the same time as RM.

"Great," I think to myself, "I can sleep in, play video games, get weird, and jack off on my last day of Christmas break."

So I wake up, have a cupcake and apple cider for breakfast, grab a shower, do my hair, and decide to spend most of the day in a dress and thigh high boots, since I have nothing to do. So I get my tights and boots on, deice to go for a quick walk through the apartment to see if the heels are as difficult to walk in as I remember, and just as I'm passing by RM's room, out pops his GF. Fuck.

"Oh fuck, you're still here! Forget what you saw! Please leave!" I yelled as I ran for the bathroom (the closest room to my current position). At least, I'm pretty sure that's what I yelled.I was pretty rattled, and my not have been as coherent as I remember.

So I hid there until I heard the apartment door close, then locked it behind her and had a discussion with RM about leaving me some kind of note, message, symbol, or bat-signal when plans have changed and I'm not alone. Now I sit here in shorts and a t-shirt, too shaken to actually have the fun I was planning. FML.

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<bot>: Thought I was alone (as the Roomie and his GF assured I would be) got freaky, got caught by surprise GF.