Cards on the Table (Final Part)

"I woke up with the worst hangover I had in my life and kept my eyes shut because of the light that came through the window," George's deep voice took a turn darker, "For those first disoriented moments that passed, I found it odd that my body was strangely satiated, the headache was horrible but the rest was…" George hated how good his body felt after becoming one with her, "…That's when a sinister feeling came over me and I remembered the forbidden dream I had the night before. It took me a long moment to open my eyes and recognize my surroundings, then….I saw your back under the bed sheets,"

Her naked back was smooth and beautiful, her beautiful hair decorated it, and her even breaths were continuous stabs in George's guts back then.

"I tried hard to deny it but I couldn't," George rubbed his temple as he looked into Cynthia's wide eyes with a startled expression of his own, "I ran to the bathroom and threw up there,"