"God, I'm bored"
"What's on TV?"
"Not a thing. Nothing but repeats and crap."
"Want to go to the club?"
No. We don't have any money. And I don't thing I could stand the noise tonight; I had a shit of a day at work. Besides, I'm not in the mood to defend all those macho assholes off."
"We could always pick up a couple of guys and bring them back to the apartment and let them screw us silly."
"Want to go see a movie?"
"Nah. Nothing on.'
"I know. Why don't we get a pizza, some wine and a couple of videos."
"Using what? I'm broke."
"You still got some credit on your card?'
"Enough for a pizza and some wine. And I think I've got a twenty hidden around here somewhere."
"Ok ... It's better than sitting around looking at your face all night."
"Gee, thanks, Rhonda. You're a pal."
"I can't believe you got that video."
"I've never seen one before."
"I'm not sure I want to watch it. It might corrupt my mind."
"Well, it might. 'Hot Holes and Big Poles'. Doesn't leave much to the imagination, does it?"
"It's the one the video man recommended."
"That's fine, Chel, but did you have to ask him for the dirtiest video he had?"
"I believe in starting at the top."
"No doubt something your boyfriends would know."
"Did you say something, Rhonda?"
"Nothing. What are you doing in there?"
'Getting changed. Get some glasses and open the wine. I'll be with you in a second."
"God, Chel, where'd you get that?"
"Oh, I've had it for a while."
"It wouldn't be a bit short, would it? I can see your panties."
"You're supposed to. That's why it's called a 'shortie' nightgown, stupid."
"You know, Rhonda, you can be such a prude sometimes."
"No I'm not. I am a lady and like to act as such."
"You weren't at that party the other week."
"That doesn't count; I'd had a bit too much to drink. It was Philip's fault."
"He made you drink too much."
"Yes. You weren't much better."
"Maybe not. But at least I still had my panties on when we got home."
"Look, I don't want to talk about it anymore."
"I'm sure you don't."
"Eat your pizza before it gets much colder."
"Pour me some more wine."
"Which movie do you want to watch first? Casablanca or your filth?"
"Let's watch mine first."
"You might learn something."
"Nice. With friends like you why do I need a mother?"
"Very funny. God, do these warnings go on forever? Oh, good. The movie's finally beginning."
"I didn't realise you were so anxious for it to start."
"God, this is boring. When's the action going to start."
"Quiet, Rhonda. Look, she's taking her clothes off."
"So what? If I wanted to see a naked woman I'd take my own clothes off and look in the mirror."
"You wouldn't see tits like that, though."
"Big boobs aren't the only thing a man wants. They are big, though, aren't they?"
"Certainly are. Look, here comes a salesman."
"Right. Every woman I know answers the door in a sheer bathrobe."
"She's let him in."
"Wouldn't be much of a movie if she sent him away, would it?'
"Don't be so sarcastic and watch the move."
"Whoops. Down she goes and out it comes. It's not very big, is it."
"It's still soft. Surely you've seen a soft one before."
"They're never soft when I'm around."
"That's a good one. I must remember that. Look, it's not soft anymore. Is that better?"
"Much better. It's big, isn't it?"
"How can she get that all in her mouth?"
"Don't know. - Rhonda, do you like sucking dick?"
"I've heard some girls don't like to."
"That obviously means that you do."
"I admit I've done it a couple of times. What about you?"
"I'm not admitting to anything."
"You wouldn't. - Pour me some more wine."
"Look, he's going down on her, now."
"Stop squirming. You're acting like a little slut."
"Don't you like your pussy licked?"
"Ok, as often as possible."
"I thought you weren't admitting to anything."
"He's fucking her now."
"I can see. And stop squirming. You're going to wear a hole in that chair."
"How many positions can a couple possibly screw in?"
"I don't know, but her tits sure wobble in that one."
"God, not another position."
"I think he's ready."
"Ready for what? Oh, god. He's just cum all over her tits!"
"Now you're squirming."
"No I'm not. Stop the movie while I change. And pour me another drink."
"Chelsea! What are you doing!"
"Yes, you were. I saw you."
"I wasn't doing anything."
"Where're your panties?"
"Where their supposed to be."
"No their not."
"Stop it. Leave me alone."
"So, your panties are supposed to be on the chair next to you."
"I got hot and took them off. Give them back."
"You got hot alright. You were playing with yourself."
"I was not. You've got a dirty mind."
"I saw what I saw. - Where's my drink?"
"The bottle's empty."
"I'll go open the other one. And keep your hands above your waist."
"Well, Chelsea, have you been behaving yourself?"
"Yes. Do you want to smell my fingers?"
"Don't be disgusting. Where's your glass?"
"Here. - Thank you."
"Any pizza left?"
"A couple of pieces, but it's cold."
"I don't mind. Turn the movie back on. - Who're these two?"
"I don't know. Some couple. She's beautiful, though, isn't she?""
"Yeah. I wonder how they get such pretty women to act in these movies."
"Must be the money. Would you appear in one of these movies?"
"Don't be stupid! Of course not. Would you?"
"No, no, of course not."
"You don't sound convincing. - These two don't look like they're ever going to do it."
"He's leaving, going into the garage."
"That's pretty boring."
"No, look. Here comes someone else."
"She looks pleased to see him. - They didn't waste much time, did they."
"Oh, oh. Here comes the husband back. He's going to catch them at it."
"Some catching. All he did was stuff his cock in her mouth while she was being fucked by the other guy."
"Now she's switched; her husband's fucking her and she's sucking the other one now."
"Can you imagine taking two men at once?"
"Oh, no! Now the other guy is sticking his prick up her ass. How can he get it in, it's so big. Oooo, that must hurt."
"CHELSEA! WHERE ARE YOUR HANDS!"
"And they've been there the entire time."
"Why's the right one wet, then?"
"I must have spilt some wine on it."
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