The first feelings that hit me when I woke up were pain and regret.
I was coated with sweat, my womanhood ached, and my skin was tender and tingly. My head hurt, and my eyes stung as they cracked open. The room was casted with a bright fiery glow, which proved the sun was rising and the moon was hidden away. When the moon retreated, my heat did too. I couldn't of been more thankful that it was over. I was fully in control of my actions again.
I groaned at the sudden recollection of my actions with Zanthus last night. I was both embarrassed and appalled at how I so shamelessly threw myself at him. I had lunged at him, kissed him, straddled him, and groped his face all in one night, in the span of thirty seconds.
And I had forgiven him for all his wrongdoings in about half the time. I wou
