Sometimes you hear things - rumors about size... or stamina... you might even hear your other best friend moan and beg as she gets claimed a couple rooms down the hall.

Sometimes you see things - a certain bulge in shorts that are far too small... or the exhausted heap of a woman that came over to hangout after 'dropped something off at her partner's place'.

Sometimes you're an utter creep and just take a peek in the bathroom trash... and find a used condom with what can only be described as 'a concerning' amount of cum.

Sometimes you drunkenly hookup with this friend... and then spend every single night afterwards thinking about it and edging yourself into a gooey mess wishing your only purpose in life was to be your friend's pre-lubed fuck-toy. So just... be careful out there - it can be a wonderfully slippery slope~