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...If I Got Hung Over.....this story is part of the FanClub (fm:one-on-one, 4262 words) [1/3] show all parts

Author: Reltney McFee
Added: Nov 24 2018Views / Reads: 2647 / 2122 [80%]Part vote: 9.84 (19 votes)
Maybe if I got hung over like most folks, I wouldn't drink quite so much. Maybe if I hadn't drank so much, I wouldn't wake up and wonder who this naked woman was in my bed
 


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Maybe if I got hung over like most folks, I wouldn't drink quite so much. Maybe if she hadn't run away taking everything I loved, I wouldn't drink so much. Maybe if I hadn't drank so much, I wouldn't wake up and wonder who this naked woman was in my bed

Well I said I wasn't hungover. That didn't mean I was perfectly clear. But after a couple of blinks my vision became less blurry. With a couple of shakes, my head started to be less fuzzy. I looked in my companion. She was young, she was cute, she was dark haired. I still had no idea who she was.

I tried to slink out of the bed without awakening her and I think I kind of succeeded. In the bathroom I splashed water on my face and toweled my head off, and tried to brush the cobwebs off my teeth. I tried to recognize the face in the mirror, tried to recognize the guy who was bringing nameless women home and, somehow, taking them, naked, to bed. The guy looking back at me, trying to see into my soul, was nobody I recognized.

Yeah, the features were familiar. The mustache was right where I had left it, the preceding morning. But, I had never brought a strange woman home, ever before. Not in my bachelor days, not at all since I had met Annie. Hell, since I had met Annie, I hadn't even looked twice at another woman.

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