Fahrenheit 451 Week 2 Creative Writing

William returned to the bedroom and opened his gym bag. He pulled out a clean t-shirt and pair of sweatpants, and continued digging through the gym bag. “Oh shit,” William whispered when he realized that he forgot to pack an extra pair of underwear. Putting on the day’s boxer briefs after a sweaty workout would be disgusting. He slid into the sweatpants without underwear. His erection popped obscenely under the sweatpants; there was no way he could stand in front of Mary with the conspicuous bulge. He sat on the edge of the bed and willed himself flaccid. After an uncomfortable and partially successful mental effort, he regained enough composure to present himself to Mary without embarrassment, and walked downstairs.
“Geez, took you long enough,” Mary said.
“Sorry, hot water felt good. I worked out extra hard today. My muscles are sore,” William said, sitting quickly on a barstool in the kitchen. “Do you still want to rent a movie?”
“There’s something I need to show you first,” Mary said, handing William a piece of paper.
William took the paper. “What’s this?”
“It’s from my superintendent. She sent out next year’s salary agreements.”
William read the paper. “Wow, a whopping forty-five thousand for your fifth year.”
“Am I gonna sign it?” Mary asked.
“Why wouldn’t you?” William asked.

They ate popcorn and watched the first half of the movie, sitting a safe distance from one another. Ever since their college days, William knew that Mary liked to leave a little room for the Holy Ghost when they were sitting together. Halfway through the movie, William made a bold move. He laced his left arm around her shoulders and pulled her in. She succumbed, leaning into William’s chest. He laced his right arm around her midsection, reached down, and pulled her legs across his lap. William expected her to recoil. He was pleasantly surprised when she went limp in his grasp. He pushed her forward towards the edge of the