My First Awakening: Laurence’s Midnight Surprise on the Couch
Naked on the couch. Heart still raw from Angélique’s ghost. Fell asleep buzzed on TV static. Parquet creaks. Cool breeze tickles my skin. That perfume hits—subtle, intoxicating. Zipper whispers. Am I dreaming? Pulse races. Don’t move. Pretend sleep. Fear mixes with hunger. Footsteps near. Soft breath on my stomach. Warm lips brush. Fuck. Electric jolt….
