Finding out you slept with one of your roommate's exes can be a drag.

Not today. I couldn't stop laughing. How was I supposed to know that this girl I met drove both sides of the road!??! And I sure as hell wouldn't have known she used to sleep with Fran! When Jane and I walked into the kitchen, still all over each other, Fran looked like she was going to have kittens. Or maybe it was because of the hangover she looked so green. But, it seems a while back Jane and Fran were hot and heavy for each other. Now, Frannie's all alone and Jane's jumping my bones. She left the kitchen clutching her coffee and muttering to herself.

*****

Jane drove us all over town. We looked at the dinosaur bones at the natural history museum, headed over to Al's bar for a drink. and ended up in Santa Monica walking down the third street promenade, window shop-ping. I really don't think I would have hung around with Jane as long as I did, 'cept I dug that it pissed off Fran. All she does is get on my case. I mean, outside of the fact that I have a penis, what's she got against me?

*****

"Lets go back to my place tonight." Jane said.

We'd just finished the dinner and two bottles of wine she bought.

"No," I replied. "I want to sleep in my own bed."

"Sleep? That's the last thing on my mind."

She bent over and kissed me.

"Then come back to my place, again."

"I don't know..."

*****

Jane and I went at each other louder and hotter than we did last night.

I thought windows would shatter.

The louder she moaned, the more excited I became, which made her cry out even more.

Jane's great in bed, but the real reason I got so wild with her was that I knew Fran was in her bed in the next room, alone, listening to it.