Waking up the next morning

We got back to my friend Sruthi's apartment at 7 this morning. Sruthi was kind enough to let us crash! She was not there so she had given us the keys. We tried to open the door but it would not budge! CRAP! Locked out at 7 in the morning after dancing all night and completely exhausted. *sigh* Superintendent to the RESCUE! I love you Mr. Superintendent Man!




Here is Ericka, my leg and Sruth's Calvin Klien boxers.