So a while back, my girlfriend of a couple months and I were hanging out in my dorm room. My girlfriend decided, being a virgin, she finally wanted to have sex. Because of my roommate, I whipped out my phone and sent the generic "can I have the room for a while?" text. The mood was right and we climb up on my bed. My loft bed, five feet off the floor. So we start going at it, with my bed creaking and slamming into the wall, and like 10-15 minutes later, my door flies open and my roommate walks in, texting and looking down. He turns on the light, stops in the middle of the room, sends his text, and looks up at my girlfriend and I, naked, at his eye level. He yells something incomprehensible and ducks out of the room quicker than I've ever seen him move. Needless to say, my girlfriend was no longer in the mood. My roommate got the text I sent to him ten minutes after she left. I'm so bad at sex.
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