Fun At My Expense (21/22)


An alumnus of both and Who, for some weird reason, is starting his time here with an abundance of cannibalism-themes stories. O.o

I wake up, and find myself in bed. My head hurts, and there's a cold compress on my forehead. I try to sit up, and she's suddenly beside me, pushing me back. "No, lie down. You've been out for a while." She looks seriously worried.

"How long was I out?"

"Three weeks." There's a tremble in her voice.

I bolt upright. "Three weeks?!"

She's starts laughing so hard, I can hear her having trouble breathing. When she finally settles, she asks, "Are you always that gullible, or just with me?" She winks. The look on my face says it all. She cracks up again.

It's infectious. Eventually, we get hold of ourselves. "I ought to spank you."

Her head in my lap, she looks up at me with that grin. "Later," she teases. How did we get so comfortable with each other so quickly? I never joked like this with Mari. I guess weird situations will do that.

"And you were out for about a half hour."

"Am I..."

"In good health. I checked. Thoroughly."

Taken advantage of by a beautiful woman. And I missed it. Damn.

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