Kyle was done with Calista for the evening, and this time, he had made sure to completely exhaust himself. He was so drained that even if he wanted to, there was no way he could muster another erection. However, in hindsight, he realized he might have overdone things with her. She had passed out on his bed, her breathing soft and steady, leaving Kyle in a bit of a predicament. He wanted to leave the house for a while, perhaps to clear his mind or get some fresh air, but waking her up seemed insensitive. After all, she had put in just as much effort as he had, and she deserved to rest.