"Maybe it's just the bed and they're not going to ... glowclean us or something," Tommy said, shrugging. Since HE still had come and sweat on him. The bed just didn't.

But he didn't know. They knew shit about what was happening except something made them really want to fuck and then gave them food for it.

"Yeah," Tommy said, getting up, trying not to rush to get a hand back on Teddy and gritting his teeth to make himself try to be normal and not need to plaster against him as he went to inspect the food. Chinese, like they'd seen. Plus a pizza Tommy spotted right away. He flipped the lid open, inspecting it. It looked normal, and smelled all right.