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... there. Where were my hands? I flexed my fingers and they pressed against something soft. Soft…Nice… My brain was slowly waking up and connections were being made in my brain. The soft stuff that my fingers were pressing against…skin. Not mine or I would have felt it. So someone else’s. Whose? Who did I fall asleep with last night? That movement at the lower part of my body…Hmmmm. Something was stiff down there. Of course! My cock! Makes sense. Morning wood and everything. But why was it moving? Nice… It felt like a hand. Hand-job? With a hand that wasn’t mine? Excellent! What about the breathing? My eyes were slowly starting to open, my eyelashes still making a curtain of fuzz that obscured my vision. Something was pressing against my lips. Soft…warm…loving. Lips! A kiss…Nice… The pieces were all there in my brains but the connections were taking a while to build. Kiss…morning wood…hand…skin…Nice… Familiar… Who had I fallen asleep with last night? Who would be in the bed with me? And why did all of this seem so familiar? Come on, brain…Start…Start… And it started. And everything came back. And I remembered why all of this was so familiar. And I also remembered who was in the bed with me and which side they had fallen asleep on but, for the life of me, I couldn’t tell which side I was facing. I sat upright so fast that I heard a squeak and something fell to the floor with a loud thump! I was trying to catch my breath when something stirred right behind me. “What the heck…?” ...

... Whose voice was that? Who fell? What the heck…? The hand on my cock was gone and my fingers were clutching empty air. So whoever had been on the edge of the bed had been the one that…who had taken the floor side? Kayla’s head appeared over the side of the bed, her hair disheveled and her face red. “Ow,” she groaned, rubbing her back. “I’m sorry,” I gasped, sliding out of bed to crouch down beside her, “I just…felt everything and I remembered the last time I was doing something without being fully awake and…” “What’s going on?” Tara asked, leaning across the bed. She was holding the blanket up but only above her nipples, letting the rest of her cleavage spill over. I stared for a second, then quickly lowered my eyes. Thankfully, Tara was too busy looking at Kayla to notice where I had been looking. “I kinda…knocked Kayla out of bed because…Well, she was kissing me, and…” Fuck, I was doing it again. Shut up, Jack! “Oh,” Tara said, sitting back a bit and reddening, “Are you okay, Kayla?” “I’m fine,” Kayla replied, groaning a little as she stood up and stretched. “You can help yourself with that,” she said to me with a tiny smirk, nodding towards my still-hard dick. I quickly covered it, feeling myself blushing. “Thanks for trying to help me but…” I jerked my head at Tara. “Oh, come on,” Kayla said, laughing a little, “She already caught our show last night.” “Yeah, well…Maybe she might not appreciate it now,” I said with a sigh, bending my neck to alleviate the head-rush that was ...