Payton
Waking up the next morning, I felt dead. My head was spinning uncontrollably, my throat was dry, and I had one of the worst headaches of all time. Mark and I went to a bar after the incident at work yesterday. Nothing happened between us that I could remember. There were a few touches here and there, but neither one of us went for it. That was the only thing that was keeping me from jumping off the deep end. I was also worried about what all transpired last night. I do remember a few things. I remember Trent coming into my bathroom. There were a few images that cut in and out about us touching each other. I hoped that whatever happened last night, Trent and I did not have s*x aga
