I wake up as the sun lifts, just touching the sky, the taste of Emileen still on my tongue from worshiping her last night... I could spend every day of the rest of my life on my knees before her. I look over to see her gorgeous sleeping face just barely being caressed by the light. She is the most breathtaking thing I have ever laid my eyes on. I slide carefully out of bed and shower quickly, then go to the living room and order us breakfast. I am going over my notes from the interview and the file from the council when the bellhop knocks on the door. I open, letting him in, returning to my table to look over my notes some more. He leaves quickly and I am thankful for the time to myself. What is most confusing about last nights interview was that the only two stories that lines up complete
