WOULD YOU HAVE SEX WITH YOUR EX NOW?

Sarah and Meagan:

Neither of them wanted to answer first. Meagan lifted an eyebrow. Leaning forward with her elbows on the table. Her chin resting in her hands. Purposely exposing more cleavage in her already low cut shirt. Her chocolate eyes bored into Sarah's, unblinking. A challenge almost.

One that Sarah wasn't afraid to accept. Her eyes narrowed. Just as unwavering as her ex girlfriend's. "No."

"No?" Meagan's mouth dropped open.

"No."

"Yeah fucking right." She sunk back into her chair.

"I wouldn't."

"You totally would." Meagan looked at the person behind the camera. "She offered to eat me out the day she picked her shit up from my house."

"That was forever ago!" Sarah laughed. "Why are you so upset that I don't want to sleep with you? Do you miss me?"

"Hell no."

"Would you have sex with me?"

"I'd rather get my vagina removed."

Sarah laughed harder. "See, I feel the same way."

"You know you'd do it." Meagan taunted. Her fingers brushing against the exposed skin of her chest.

Sarah's eyes followed her hand. "No." She admitted with a shrug. "I'd just be disgusted with myself in the morning."

Pete and Patrick:

"Yeah." Patrick shrugged. "It's just sex. It doesn't have to mean anything."

"Since when do we have meaningless sex?"

"We don't have sex at all." Patrick clarified.

"You know what I mean. You've started sleeping around?"

"You don't have to love someone to sleep with them is all I'm saying."

"So that's why you'd sleep with me? Because you know it wouldn't mean anything?"

"Would it mean anything to you?" He asked instead.

"I wouldn't do it."

"Why not? Because of your boyfriend?"

"Because it wouldn't be good for either of us."

"Speak for yourself." He whispered under his breath.

Pete heard him. "Of course we'd both have mind blowing orgasms. But it'd fuck with us both mentally and you know it."

"There you have it." Patrick faked a smile at the camera. I said yes he said no."

"Patrick-"

"Can we drink these just whenever?" He pointed to the bottles between them.

Josh and Tyler:

"I'm going to just take a sip of this." Josh grabbed the neck of the bottle. Filling his shot glass to the top. Tyler watched with a smile as Josh threw the drink back. Grimacing and shuddering once it slid down his throat.

"It's terrible, isn't it?"

"It taste like death." His hand wiped the back of his mouth."

"I refuse to drink that again."

His eyebrows lifted in surprise. "So you're going to answer?"

"Yeah."

"Yeah, you're going to answer?" He leaned forward. "Or yeah, you would do it?"

Tyler giggled. "Yeah to both."

"You just said that so easily."

"I don't like to lie."

"You didn't have to answer at all."

"I already told you." He lifted his shoulder dismissively. "I'm not drinking that again."

"Then this is going to be interesting.

Ryan and Brendon:

"Yes."

"Of course."

They spoke at the same time.

"That was an easy one." Ryan smiled.

"Why would I not have sex with you?"

"I was thinking the same thing."

"We should..." He trailed off suggestively.

"I'm not free directly after this. But we could maybe schedule something?"

"Ugh!" Brendon slouched in his chair. "That means no." He explained to the camera. "He always does that. I'd ask if he wants to go skating or skydiving or have a threesome. And instead of saying no. He says he'll schedule something. That's hell no in Ryan talk."

"It is not!"

"It is!"

"Brendon, if these people weren't in the room, I would bend you over the table now. But they are here and I have a meeting in an hour across town."

"You never have time." He was pouting. He knew he was but he couldn't stop.

"Don't whine."

"I'm not." His pout deepened.

"You're a child."

"Then you're a pediphile."

"You know what? Forget it. I can't deal with you right now. Next question please."

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