I wake up to find myself laid naked on the floor against the bathroom door............how had I got here? What was I doing on my bedroom floor?
I remembered the night before being with the gorgeous lady from next door and her man wanking as I made love to her. I went to the balcony to see if I could see her. On the balcony next door were some young ones playing and a young mum was sat out reading her book as she watched over them.
Now this did play with my mind because I'm not sure if my imagination had run away with me, or if everything I'd remembered was reality. How would I ever know? Who was she? Was she real or imaginary? Was she a dream or did she just cause a wet dream?
I have the phone number of someone who has texted me photographs of me and the lady but I still wasn't sure. I'd better get dressed for dinner. I pulled a polo shirt from the wardrobe and closed the door to see how my shirt looked,
as I was putting it on I noticed scratches on my back xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx