Rhea
As very often, I wake up alone in Daciano's bed.
It's been a hell of a night, starting with the special dinner we both had, before moving on to one of the most intensive f**k sessions I've ever been through — ignoring the fact that I haven't been through so many of them.
My first thought is to leave, but my mind decides against it in favour of waiting a bit for him, hoping he returns to get back in bed with me, and soon. He does not, and after waiting for a period I decide is quite a long time and long enough for me to bother, I slip out of the bed, open his wardrobe to borrow a robe for myself, since we both discarded our clothes in that haste to f**k each other, and which I reckon he'll be pleased to see, and begin the search to find out where he’s gone off to.
The clothes we
