Mimi was jostled up from sleep when something hugged her. But was it really something or someone?
Crap.
Her eyes flew open at once, taking in her environment and at the same time digesting what happened between her and Victor last night.
First of all, there was no soreness in between her legs which could only mean nothing happened between them.
Check!
Her clothes were still on, so no getting naked either.
Hallelujah.
Mimi was alleviated until she was given a blast from the past, more like, from last night.
Holy mother of God.
She gasped as the images from last night played in her mind - it was freshly served and steaming hot.
Oh, God.
She and Victor kissed and groped at each other. The making-out part was with much unbridled passion that shamelessly left her wet even as she recalled it. Finally, they dry-jumped which was the only reason they hadn't gone all the way.
