Chapter 5: Wham…Bam…Thank you Sir!

When Sammy opened her eyes she felt an arm around her. Tucking loose strands of hair behind her ear, she lifted the arm and slowly removed herself from underneath it. She wasn't about to wait for him to wake up. How awkward would it be after their night of passion?

'Hi stranger. Thank you for plowing me last night, and probably removing some cob webs down there.' Sammy chuckled. She hadn't been with a man in such a long time she wondered if she actually did have some cobwebs that had begun forming. A quick look on the floor at the used condoms that lay in a pathetic mess on the floor made her sigh in relief. They had no cobwebs on them. She was clean, thank goodness.

One, two, three, four...Sammy lost count. How many times had they gone at it? She looked down at the gorgeous man who was still very much asleep.

"D*mn, you are a stallion!" she chortled quietly. Oh, well, she had kept up with him, meaning she hadn't done so bad herself. For a person who had been out of the game for a while, she had to give herself a virtual pat on the back.

She slowly got out of bed, taking precaution not to wake Leo up. She sidestepped the silver condom wrappers on the floor and tried to locate her clothes. After picking up her clothes, she tip-toed out of the bedroom into the lounge. When she saw the room she gasped.

A crystal chandelier hung from the center of the living room. White leather recliner couches lined one side of the room. The carpet was so fluffy, and she felt her toes sink into the welcoming long faux fur as she made her way further away from the bedroom. The thick carpet was heaven sent, as it helped silence her footsteps as she made her escape.

The room was grand and the decor surely spelled expensive. Sammy put on her wrinkled clothes and shoes, preparing to do the, 'walk of shame,' back to her own pathetic studio apartment. One of her sandals seemed to have lost its buckle, causing her to swear beneath her breath. She had to find a good excuse to give her landlord on why the rent was late. The fairy tale was over and it was time for her to go face the real world.

Sammy made her way to the elevator, and pressed the ground floor button. She quickly put her hair into a plait as she waited for the elevator door to open. Should she have left a note for Leo? Oh, well it wasn't as if she planned on seeing him again. Having never done something so irresponsible and rush, she kind of felt bad about the impression he might have of her. Yet again, why should she care what he thought of her? All he knew was she was Sammy from the bar, and would never see her again.

The bell of the elevator chimed, and she quickly stepped in before the noise could wake Leo up. A few minutes and she managed to find her way onto the city's busy streets. She managed to somewhat blend with the crowd of professionals rushing to their jobs. In her sexy creased red dress and broken stilettos, she looked like she had stepped out of a Pretty woman movie scene.

Sammy peered into her small clutch bag and was relieved to spot a few notes. She could take a taxi the rest of the way back to her apartment. The dirty stares people were now throwing in her direction were making her feel uncomfortable. She now knew how Julia Roberts must have felt.

She had often wondered why people always looked so downcast after spending a night in someone's bed. Today she walked in their shoes and understood. Her already short dress was wrinkled making it look like a cheap tent she had fished out of a pillow case, and her broken heels were causing her to walk with a funny limp.

Now she understood why this was rightfully tamed, 'the walk of shame.' Catching sight of a coffee shop she limped into it and decided to wait for her taxi from the privacy of the small shop.

"Your order, ma'am," a barrister asked as she stood at the counter. She was not in the mood for coffee, she also wasn't sure if she had enough loose change to order a cup without messing up the budget for her taxi fare.

"Plain black decaf, no sugar and no milk," she closed her eyes as the barrister looked at her like she was the most stupid person he had seen in his life. Why wouldn't he? Who orders black coffee without milk? Only Sami with an 'i' would be so dumb.