The Bitch knew her name

It was Morning and Hannah had woken up feeling tired. She opened her eyes slightly and yawned. She cleaned her eyes with her thumb and then opened it fully.

She sat up properly on the bed, stretched her body tiredly and tried standing up when she noticed she was on the bed.

She stared at the couch and then at the bed. She had slept on the couch last night and then she woke up only to find herself on the bed.

She blinked twice and then stared around the room, Brandon was nowhere in the room. She wondered where he had gone, he was the one who slept on the bed.

How come she was now the one on the bed, she thought and then paused for a few seconds before checking her dress if they were still intact.

Luckily, they were. She didn’t trust Brandon, so she checked her panties and they were still intact. She gave out a breath of relief but then her facial expression changed when she thought Brandon must have seen her sleeping face and must have seen her drooling.

“Oh my Goodness!” She mut