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Chapter 23 - A Morning Kiss
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2024-10-29 19:42:56POV: Andrea
Darkness took over the moment I closed my eyes. Sleep was the one thing I needed after...you know...after doing it with Eriol. I could feel the calm rise and fall of his chest until such time that my consciousness drifted away from reality, and the next thing I knew, when I opened my eyes, I found myself back in my assigned room, exactly just like what he told me.
Four rows of beds were inside this room. I am using the bed that was fixed against the wall with a floral-printed bed sheet. In my left side was a slightly-opened glass window and one bedside table with a classic lampshade.
When I turned my head to face the window, the beautiful early dawn instantly greeted me. I slowly straightened to sit and found myself wearing a spandex short and a white tank top.
So sweet. I bet Eriol had gone through all the trouble making sure I am back in the retreat house on time and specifically not naked. But wh
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