"And hey, how about next time, you wash YOUR dishes! Don't make me do them," I yelled. Sarah simply shook her head. "You should know by now Will, I only work when I get payed." She continued watching T.V. Worst. Roommate. Ever. Constantly making me wash her clothing, clean her dirty dishes, the list could go on forever. I scrubbed the last piece of grime off of a plate and was finally finished.
It was early in the morning, and Sarah was watching the news. The sunlight shone on her tanned skin, making it shiny. I had worked hard, so I decided it was my turn to watch T.V. I sat down next to her, grabbed the remote and flicked through the channels. "Hey!" she yelled, her whiny voice pearcing my ears. She pounced on me, but I could over-power her easily. I was 23, and she was 21. I shrugged her off as she tried to pin me onto the couch. She frowned and stomped off to the kitchen, probably to make breakfast. I went back to the T.V., but felt something… in my pants. Fuck, I thought. I had a boner. Had she noticed? I looked over to her. She was still in her PJ's, with a small, orange top and striped Pajama Bottoms. I stared at her tanned skin, her sandy blonde hair, her plump ass… What was I thinking, I hated this women. Why was I still living with her?