Dumbass laid back on the bed, trying to remember how to breathe. He stared up at the ceiling wondering how he’d gotten this far into life. How had he lived this long thinking he’d been doing things right and now he knew he was wrong.
Boy was he wrong. He hadn’t known how wrong he was. Now that he did, he wasn’t sure if he could go back to what he’d thought he’d known.
Jailbait stirred. She got up and disappeared into the attached bathroom, he wondered how she could move so soon. He was totally drained. Standing? Out of the question. How she had the energy for that he’d never know.
He lay there a few seconds more wondering when she would come back. Then the bathroom door opened, but something was wrong. She didn’t come back. He looked up to find her pulling her red lacy thong on then rea
