Anthony struggled to get Faith inside the house as she could hardly walk. He ended up throwing her over his shoulder and carrying her inside.
"I feel sick," Faith murmured as soon as he reached his room and put her down on the bed.
"Don't you dare throw up on me, woman," Anthony said. He started to panic as her face twisted. She looked like she was about ready to barf all over him.
"Hold on to me," he said and stood her up.
"Where are we going?" she managed to ask.
"To the bathroom," Anthony said.
Luckily, she didn't throw up. "I'm fine. We can get to screwing," Faith declared and pressed against him.
"There will be no 'screwing.' It's time for you to sleep," Anthony chuckled.
"You know you want me. You said so," Faith took her dress off and tossed it aside. She pushed him so he'd
