Devon locked the washroom door behind him. He threw himself down on the washroom seat. His hands found their way to his forehead.
'Why? Just…. Why?' he thought. 'I- I just- wanted….' the scene flashed in front of him once again.
Ryan patted Naomi's head, he moved his hand down to her waist, he was about to lift it when Naomi grabbed his hand. She pulled it down through her waist, near her breasts from under her armpits.
Ryan could feel the soft sensation of Naomi's big bust. Naomi was still sleeping on one side of her body. She had unconsciously taken Ryan's hand thinking it was a teddy.
Ryan didn't resist, with a smile, he let Naomi strangle his arm with her body. Ryan threw his head against the headrest of his seat.
Tears started flowing down Devon's eyes, in the washroom, Devon had curled up on the seat.
