CHAPTER TWELVE: EMILY

I came with a cry. My body convulsed as my pussy clamped down on nothing but air. My breathing was labored as the waves of pleasure washed over me.

My panties were soaked through, and all I could do was wonder how it was possible to come from just a dream, with no stimulation. I'd never experienced it before.

The light shined through the window, and the traffic outside was just as loud as it always was. Midday, I guessed.

Although I was happy to work as a bartender, I hated sleeping the day away. It felt like I hadn't done anything too useful in those days. What was worse was fixing my sleep schedule after every other weekend when I worked at Euphoria.

It was Sunday, and tomorrow I had a second job to attend, this one was a waitress job at a small family café.

Some days I just wanted to pull my blanket over my head and forget the world for a little while. But I couldn't, not if I wanted to save up money for my last year of college, so I didn't have to take too many shifts while studyin