It seems tonight's fun was over like that. I didn’t exactly fancy slinking back to the party covered in come. Besides, the best thing about the party—the only f*****g reason I was at the party—had just made extensive use of my mouth and gone home. As I hobbled back to my room, I sorted through my feelings. It wasn’t the first time and it hopefully wouldn’t be the last that I indulged in some no-strings casual s*x. It just happened that today is the only time I’d been left so raw by it. Physically and emotionally. On the other hand, its also the best s*x I’d ever had. And, in some strange way. The closest to what I ached and dreamed of but didn’t entirely know how to get. Which wasn’t to say I hadn’t messed around, online and off, let the occasional one-night stand be a bit rough wi