Three Days In

Then it was getting light outside and I looked at the clock and, I think, it was 5.50am. Where on earth had the previous 2 days disappeared?

It was our long weekend binge. Sam is an enthusiast. Keen, is the word. Ha, ha, that is an understatement, I think I created a monster.

I hadn’t eaten anything since Friday. Oh, Up & Go and juice and water. It went so quick, where did the time go? How much porn had we watched? How much dirty talk had there been?

I came down stairs to get orange juice, this morning. I placed the glass on the bench. I got the container out of the fridge. I filled the glass. I put the container back in the fridge. I closed the fridge and turned back to the bench.

I looked at the glass and there was a glass full of milk. I stared at it. "That's not right." I was confused.

What did I want? All I knew was that I didn’t want that? Milk? Curdle my stomach? Euw!

I was sure the fluid was orange as I poured it. Oh well.