I don’t know what happened last night, I mean not everything. Normally he would have woke her up by now wanting to fuck. Fuck that cock feels good, fuck… He never let her sleep in that late without trying to get some. She remembered Carla walking her out to the SUV and what happened after that. Last nights events were not completely clear yet it came back to her in pieces and flashes. The club, dancing with that kid, “Mark”, she thought his name was. Calm down?! She exited the shower and toweled off. Cindy slowly got up and walked towards their master bath. Jake never lets her alone when she’s in the shower, normally she would have felt him come in behind her and start to rub her shoulders, “He must hate me.”, she thought. Jake had just found out his princess was really the dirty whore he always joked about. Wh? Asked anything about last night?”
“Uh-huh… As she looked down at her lap she could see the dried remains on the inside of her thigh from last nights adventure and she started to cry. When she opened the door to the refrigerator her heart sank as she read the note taped to a new bottle of orange juice.
