Only as it turned out, I didn’t. Two hours later, I lay on the bed, frustrated. Although I had fisted myself to the point of discomfort, I had been unable to achieve an orgasm. Sleep tugged at my eyes, but again I knew it would be illusive, since Tommy wouldn’t be in my bed.
Well, enough was enough. I sat up, flung back the bedcovers, got out of bed, and snatched up the dressing gown. After I slid my arms into its sleeves and belted it, I reached for a candle. While the town house was equipped with gas lighting, I was hesitant to attempt using it for fear I would do it wrong and wind up asphyxiating the entire household.
I knew my friend’s bedroom was just across the landing from mine. I opened my door and poked my head out to make sure no one was prowling around. How uncomfortable it wo
