Therapy

Her eyes peeled open to a dark quiet room. The girl cast a glance at the clock and was surprised to find that it was already noon. She slept in. Asher's spot was empty too. Her eyes scanned the room and she wondered why the curtains were still drawn. With aching muscles, she Pulled the cover off her body and got down the bed. Surprisingly, no burning pain shot up her pussy as she had expected. Too groggy to ponder on that, Serena grabbed the first cloth she found which happened to be his shirt, and slipped it on. As she started towards the bathroom, the door opened and in-stepped Asher.

He paused in surprise upon finding her awake. His eyes trailed down her body and his mouth curved into a pleased smile. She looked cute in his shirt, even though it almost drowned her.

"Good Morning," he breathed, walking in.

"Good morning," she licked her dry lips and responded with a strained smile. Asher's heart sank upon noticing her withdrawn body language. Her voice lacked its usual vivacity, s