Third person Point of View
Tes woke up, he held her head as it ached her badly, she tried to remember everything that happened last night, her mind flashed through how to get wild with a strange man.
"Damn it," she cursed in-between gritted teeth.
But inwardly she couldn't get angry, she loves the touch of the man on her body, the way he talked, how he pleasures, everything rushed back into her memory making her to get blushing.
She roughed her hand on his hair, and tried to scanned around the room, hoping he might drop get contact.
Although Tes had vowed never to have anything to do with any man, but there is lingering of the man in her heart.
She slumped down from the bed, trying to look for her phone until, her gaze came in contact with it on the couch inside the room.
She picked it up, and tried pressing it. The phone was switched off, she wondered if there is no light on her phone or if the strange man of last night off the phone.
