Trying not to make a big deal out of his hand movements, Jim folded the remote into his arms as he crossed them in front of his chest. "Come on guys, stop harassing the poor girl on the street. The least I can do is offer some hospitality. Come on, Alyson, we can't have people seeing you like this, can we?" Jim gestured to the front door. His parents and sister had already left for the day; slacker that he was, he was last to leave.
Jim seemed satisfied that he didn't need to press the (Un)Aware button again for the moment, and was getting a kick out of this. He was briefly wondering what was worse, letting her know as a bimbo, or not letting her know what was happening to her. For the moment, getting out of public was the next move he wanted to make. Telling his friends to take a hike was not likely to go over well with him inviting this girl inside, and he didn't want to use the remote in front of them if he didn't have to. So, he tried his best to play it cool... not his strong suit, but he was doing ok so far.
"You..." Alyson stopped for a moment, which to her felt like an eternity, to think of an insult that wasn't "bathtard" since she had just used it. Unable to think of one before her brain felt like it would melt, she instead meekly cooed, "OK, I gueth!" Shaking her head, then her assets, she minced over on her heels to disappear inside.
Watching her go, Brad and Rick looked at her ass, then at each other, then at Jim. Brad whistled softly, "Goddamn! You know this chick, Jim?"
"Come on. Get in dipshits, before someone sees us," Jim scolded.
Brad and Rick looked at each other with knowing glances and said in unison, "Hooker!" Before following Jim inside.
"Shut up!" Jim retorted as he closed the door. "She's not a hooker..."
"Then you won't mind sharing her for free, right?" Brad chirped happily, as Jim sighed again.
Alyson had already instinctually made her way into the hall with the bedrooms somehow, and was complaining about the state of Jim's room more than about her predicament. "Ew... like, thith ith a pigth thigh!"
Sighing, Jim ushered everyone in and closed the door, not quite sure what move to make next.
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