Diane tried to stand up from the bed but she felt a throbbing headache that forced her to lay back down on the bed. She must have probably won the coin toss as she woke up on the bed and not the couch she thought. This bed and the sheets were the most comfortable she had ever felt on her body. She enjoyed the way it hugged every part of her body. Did she really drink that much to deserve this headache she was having. With a little strength she had gathered, she tried to stand up from the bed and then she realized that underneath those sheets she was completely nude.
“What the hell” Diane said in a low pitch, trying not to aggravate what had already started in her head.
Where the hell was her clothes, what the hell happened last night. All she remembered was doing shots with Estephan af
