Chapter Twenty Eight; A not so strange stranger
When she woke up, she was roused from sleep with so much ease but when she fully awakened, it immediately came to her that there was nothing along the lines of easy carrying on from this point. She was alone in bed and her v****a was throbbing. She was so sore it felt as though she had done an extremely vigorous exercise session the previous night. And that is exactly what it was. This was the uncomfortable consequences she was incapable of caring about last night.
"What have you f*****g done!" She berated herself, going as far as slapping her cheeks repeatedly because nothing she could do, or think of could rationalise her behaviour last night. What had gotten into her! f*****g Hell! This was bad.
And she had a feeling it could get muc
