Oh boy.
I went to sleep, ignoring my pillow.
I woke up with a full bladder.
I got up, stumbling around, looking for the
bathroom.
I started to go back, still asleep.
I got in bed and yanked the blankets over me.
I smelled a nice scent on my blankets, it wasn’t
my body wash.
I snuggled in, burying my face, sniffing, and
rubbing.
Why were these blankets so nice?
I snuggled in and went to my pillow, like always.
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It felt… firmer. Warmer.
Whatever, I was too dizzy to care.
DAGS
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I lifted the pillow’s shirt and started touching the abs.
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They felt really good tonight, so firm, but soft, too.
I haven’t touched the real deal, but it felt the same as I always imagined.
I closed my eyes, and saw Shawn’s face.
He’d have great abs.
I touched them more and felt more awake.
I started to touch him in other places.
My hand landed on a weird lump. What part
was that?
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Then, a voice above me, hushed, and tight,
“You done yet? I might be getting a…”
“Reaction.”
Chapter 2
That voice hit me like a shot of espresso.
Shawn?!
I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping it was a
hallucination.
My hand was frozen on him.
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Shawn flicked on the bedside lamp.
I looked up, the yellow light showed his face.
His face was red, and his brow was furrowed.
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My face got super hot too. I didn’t dare to look
at him and whispered, “Sorry, sorry…”
Shawn cut me off, “If you’re sorry, take your
hand off my chest, right now.”
That made me tense up even more and I
squeezed my hand.
Shawn let out a low moan.
Then he said, “If you get out of here, right now,
I’ll pretend this never happened.”
My brain was fried. I scrambled out of bed and
ran back to my room.
I barely got back to my door, when I heard the
bathroom door slam.
I could hear the water running for ages.
I laid back down on my bed and waited for my
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3:20
brain to start working again.
I had basically just… molested Shawn.
Oh. My. God.
I’d stared at his face, and dreamt of him, but I
would never touch him!
I wouldn’t even do that in a dream! But in real
life I touched him all over.
He must think I’m a total pervert.
I tossed and turned, trying to figure out what to
- do.
I pulled up a rental app.
Time to move out.
But, after looking around, everything was so
expensive.
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Mrs. Henderson and I got along, and the rent
was so low, I had signed a long lease.
I was trapped.
I tossed and turned in my blankets and found
my pillow next to me.
I grabbed it and felt the abs.
They were not Shawn, I got mad.
Why was I thinking about him again!
I kicked the pillow off the bed.
8
I was trying to not think about Shawn, and work
was piling up.
I was getting home later every night.
I realized, Shawn was sitting on the couch every
night, reading or drinking tea.
But when I walked in, he rushed back to his
room.
