Well, this clearly isn't a dream... Or if it is, it's the longest and most realistic dream I've ever had.

I turn around and look at my messy bedroom, feeling like I'm really looking at it for the first time since I locked myself in here, the day prior. I'm finally waking up. Not from a dream, though, but from my stupor.

I rub my face to get rid of the groggy sensation still clouding my mind as I make sense of what just happened last night.

I need to test it. To make sure I can still do it.

I grab a dirty pair of jeans lying on top of my dresser and step into them while making my way out of bed.

"Finally!" Jenny, my roommate, says with an eye roll when she sees me enter the living room. She's watching a cartoon, or rather pretending to watch a cartoon because her attention seems more focused on her phone screen than anything else happening right now. "I was starting to think you'd never wake up."

I laugh awkwardly as I approach her, my eyes fixed on her and my mind on what I'm about to do. This is absurd!

Having to live with Jenny is a lot of work sometimes. She can be annoying, rude even, especially during our frequent arguments over chores. She is entitled, thinks everyone should bend to her will, and always wants whatever she wants whenever she wants it. But there is one thing I certainly cannot complain about—she's nice to look at.

Of course, this can be frustrating too. You can only stare at her incredible curves, fantastic legs, huge natural tits, pretty face, and short dark brown hair so many times before you start craving some actual action. The problem? She's gay. Even if she weren't, however, I probably wouldn't stand a chance. But now... If what happened yesterday wasn't a dream...

"Are you okay?" She asks, finally glancing away from her phone and raising an eyebrow at me curiously. Though she's not an idiot and is probably used to me staring at her, I'm usually more discrete about it.

"Yeah..." I mumble nervously while clearing my throat. "I just wanted to talk with you for a minute."

"Oh, sure," She replies casually while still looking confused. I take that moment to sit down next to her on the couch, keeping my …