Chapter Nine
Abram VargasLast night’s party was wild.
She had been heavily intoxicated when somebody brought her home and tucked her in bed. The last she checked the time was two a.m. Then she remembered nothing. The daily alarm awakened her at 6 o’clock. Her head was heavy; this was a serious hangover. She sat herself up and noticed that Rhonda was lying next to her, fast asleep. Both were still in their party dresses. Instinctively, she reached inside her dress and found she still had her panties on. There had to be a lot of touching and groping last night, but now she was sure that nothing went beyond that—nothing had penetrated her. Rhonda? She thought the same must have happened with Rhonda, otherwise, she wouldn’t be here passing out in her apartment.
I haven’t done this for quite
