When I awoke, I was in a strange, unfamiliar bedroom with an unconscious man on top of me.That's right, apparently Ms. Bertinelli and her husband were...in the middle of an affectionate moment when they were shifted out of their bodies. You can stop laughing now. It really wasn't very funny.I was stunned by the unfamiliarity of a very large and heavy male body draped on top of me so I pushed the body off away from me and wrapped myself up in the blanket from the bedding. The man on the bed. “I figure we can use this time to get reacquainted.”“I don’t think that this is a good idea anymore,” Tabitha says, desperately drawing her eyes away from his intriguing erection. She starts to sidestep him to get out of the bathroom, but the man stops her.“Don’t you usually shake when meeting with an acquaintance?” he teases her, ignoring her words.“What?” she asks slightly confused. She then blushes when he drops his eyes down significantly.“Ah,” Tabitha dithers, not quite believing the game. “The colored boys at the car wash snapped it off and refused to admit they damaged it. If you damage it then I’ll add the cost to the rent,” she wagged a finger and reminded us that it was due promptly on the first.My mom took a long sip of her lemonade while we watched Mrs. Hannigan walk away and then reminded us to get back to work.“Sure, you want to do this, cunt?” I whispered to Mandy while I bumped into her and tried to knock her sponge off while making it look like an accident.“Nope, do. I stood in the hall admiring her legs. She was facing away from me. As she turned and saw me she jumped with shock. The shirt was undone and I caught a quick glimpse of a small round breast before she held the shirt closed. Looking decidedly embarrassed she did her best to keep the shirt closed as she turned off the vacuum cleaner.She um'd a feeble excuse about washing her clothes, but as she saw me looking at the discarded bundle on the bed, she sighed and said, "Fuck it, sorry Jim, honestly,.