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texas33foreverTim couldn't shake the hangover for the life of him. Normally he took them in his stride, but today wasn't one of those days. It really was a day he could've used sleeping the whole thing off instead of dealing with Six's Purple Panties showing up on his doorstep. In fact, he had been too hungover to even think to ask where her car was and instead just offered to take her to J's in the truck. She didn't say much beyond a polite thank you and must've really loved when he had to pull over to puke on the side of the road. But again, she mostly remained quiet when he got back in the car. She looked uncomfortable, sure, but that could mean anything from the fact she was nervous about seeing Six again or despised dealing with hungover High School seniors who did little more than grunt at her.
When they made it to J's, Mrs Street was just leaving and she smiled brightly at Tim. "Hello, sweetheart. You look peaky. Are you eatin'?" She pushed Tim's hair out of his face to peer at him with a motherly eye. "You might have better luck than me wakin' that pair up. I banged on the door no less than five times this mornin' and got no answer. I know they were up until all hours."
"Who were, Mrs S?" Tim asked.
"Jason and Samantha. She spent the night last night. She's good for him, y'know." Mrs Street turned to JC with a polite smile, clearly thinking she was just another one of a long string of Tim's female bed mates. "Hello." She then kissed Tim's cheek and squeezed his arm. "Y'all have a good day now. The door's open." And she was gone, walking to her car to leave with a small wave over her shoulder.
When they made it to J's, Mrs Street was just leaving and she smiled brightly at Tim. "Hello, sweetheart. You look peaky. Are you eatin'?" She pushed Tim's hair out of his face to peer at him with a motherly eye. "You might have better luck than me wakin' that pair up. I banged on the door no less than five times this mornin' and got no answer. I know they were up until all hours."
"Who were, Mrs S?" Tim asked.
"Jason and Samantha. She spent the night last night. She's good for him, y'know." Mrs Street turned to JC with a polite smile, clearly thinking she was just another one of a long string of Tim's female bed mates. "Hello." She then kissed Tim's cheek and squeezed his arm. "Y'all have a good day now. The door's open." And she was gone, walking to her car to leave with a small wave over her shoulder.
