14. My Irritation

~ ENRIQUE ~

I stir, feeling great… cracking open one eye, I glance towards the window, where the blinds are open, and the sun is shining in. I don’t remember getting into bed last night…

Sitting up, I kick off the sheet, remembering what happened hazily. My hand goes to my shoulder as I look myself over.

I’m healed.

I knew a bit of rest would do it.

Exhaling, I drop back on the pillow, staring at the ceiling as last night’s strange events return to me more vividly. I needed more answers, but questioning the Rossi Princesa is not something I’m interested in.

Massaging my temples, I get out of bed, adjusting my pants as I stare down at my morning hard-on. I frown, for an odd moment, it almost felt like I had someone besides me. Which doesn’t make sense. I rarely bring women here, unless they’re really worth it.

Women are great pleasure, but they’re annoying as hell.

It’s strange though… I even imagined having big breasts against me. Fuck. The memory of me falling right on top of