CHAPTER THIRTEEN

　　It was the beginning of a brand new day, and the first day of Annie’s therapy. Annie woke up to the rays of the sun streaming through the slats of her blinds, cascading over her naked chest. She stretched, her breast lifting with her arms as she greeted the sun. she rolled out of bed and put on a shirt, her nipples prominently showing through the thin fabric. She breasted boobily to the stairs and tilted downstairs.

　　The sweet aroma coming from the kitchen drew her attention, she wondered who it was since she was the only one at home. Naomi had to be at her art exhibition very early this morning and wouldn't be back until late at night.

　　Annie walked into the kitchen and found out that there was a plate of chicken fried steak and a cup of coffee on the dining table but there was no one in there.