The Morning After

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Pain is everywhere. My whole body feels like it’s been hit by a truck, fu.ck have I been in an accident? Carefully I open my eyes, only to close them again quickly, as a shooting pain in my head leaves me breathless.

I try to get my bearings. I am lying on my tummy, on something soft. There is a warm, bright light covering me. Am I dying?

A sudden heavy weight is on my back, I scream........... a very masculine chuckle fills my ears, “aawwww, is my baby feeling poorly this morning?”

“mmmnnuuy rrfgjy mmmm,” why can’t I talk? Oh, my goddess, do I have a brain injury? “Baby? It’s time for my little pi.ss head to get up,”

“mmmhateyoudick.”

There is a loud smacking sound followed by a sharp stinging on my a.ss, “did you just say you hate me and call me a di.ck?” I hear the laughter in his……