Thump!
Alexander's head flopped onto the soft seat—although warm from the residual body heat of Brunhild's ass, the impact still awoke him.
His eye flickered before sitting up and looking around the room.
"Ugh..."
There seemed to be a slight pain in his neck—maybe he was getting old.
'Where did Stella and Mother go?' he wondered, with only Amy and Sarah sitting at the opposite ends of the table.
Amy looked a bit rough, her hair was messy, and her makeup was smeared.
"You're awake, Alex!" Sarah's husky but excited voice sounded as she enthusiastically stood from her chair, knocking it down to the ground with a thud.
"Oh... Sarah~ it's been a while, right?"
Alexander's brain was still a little hazy, unable to even remember when he fell asleep, and his last memory was Sarah in her werewolf figure and the fact she was naked.
