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The only thing we could do at this point was drink our faces off and act like dumb asses with her around. Maybe if we were lucky she would even be cool. We spent the first night drinking lots of vodka and catching up. When we finally turned in for the night I lay in bed and while the room spun, I listened as Derrick fucked Darcie in the room next to mine. I quietly jerked off while I listened to her moan for more, just like college. The next few days were a blur. We watched movies, had a massive snowball fight with the powder that had already fallen on the mountain, I think we even baked a cake one night. Darcy hadn’t really participated in any of it, but she hadn’t really got in the way or told any of us to stop acting like idiots and that was fine by me. On the third or fourth day I woke up late in the morning or early in the afternoon and walked into the cabin’s living room wearing just my boxers. It was empty except for Darcie who was stretched out on the couch looking at her.

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