next. I was starving! The smell of frying bacon wafted into the bedroom. I sat up in bed. A small blonde woman stood in the open doorway.
"Hi! How are you this morning?"
"Oh. How did I get here? I don't remember."
"You fainted, I think, sort of passed out. I had to get a cab. I didn't know your address, so I brought you home with me."
"Oh, no! I'm really sorry. What must you think of me? Nothing like this has ever happened before. You must think I'm awful. It was really nice of you to take me in. Where did you sleep?"
"On the sofa. No problem. It's quite comfy. It's a bed really, but I didn't bother to pull it out. Just crashed out on it as it was."
"Were you tired too?"
"Knackered. Shouldn't have gone out really. Glad I did though. Nice to meet new people!"
"Really? I should think I messed up your evening. You hadn't been there long had you?"
"No. But, well, same old faces. Gets a bit stale sometimes. Anyway, let's eat shall we? Or do you want the bathroom first? I can lend you some clean clothes if you want."
That's when I realised I was fully clothed, except for my jumper and shoes. There they were, over in the corner by the wardrobe! Where was my jacket, though? Had I left it? No, there that was too, on the back of a chair by the door! I seemed to have managed to hang on to all my worldly goods by some miracle! "Well, that's very kind of you," I said to my guardian angel. "I would like a quick shower, if that's all right."
"I can put your stuff in the washing machine. I've got a drier, too! Be fresh as a daisy by the time we've had breakfast. I'm assuming you don't have a hangover."
"I never do with vodka. Not that I drink it that often. To be honest, I'm very hungry."
"No problem. There's plenty."
~ ~ ~
So, she slept on the sofa. Didn't take advantage of me. Not sure what to think about that. Not her type, perhaps? Maybe she's a gentleman! Oh, of course, I was forgetting, the girlfriend. Not Louise though, presumably. Now, where's the towel?
This is a nice bathroom, better than mine. Everything matches. Avocado I think they call it. And a nice big mirror. Too steamy to see in, though. That's good, too. Can't see my bags. Has she given me any clothes?
"Hallo? Here's something to wear just for now. I think we're the same size. Do you want to pass me your stuff?"
Hand around the door. No peeping. She is a gentleman! Maybe she's scared she'd find me irresistible in my mature womanly loveliness. (Some hope!) Let's have a look now, red check shirt and grey denim jeans. Bit baggy. She didn't give me any knickers! Wonder why. Won't say anything about that. I expect she forgot. There's clean socks though, grey, thick thermals. Lovely! I left my shoes in the bedroom, so I'll have to go out just as I am and hope the floors aren't slippery.
"Sit down, Faith. I hope you like egg and bacon. You're not a veggie are you?"
"No. Probably should be. I try not to think too much about it. Dead pigs and all that."
"I'll turn veggie one day I guess. Though bacon is probably the hardest to give up. So people tell me anyway."
"I like the smell!"
"Me too. I ate the first lot I cooked this morning."
"Did you?"
"Had to, you can't reheat it. Gets very greasy when it's cold. You were in the shower."
"Yes. Thanks for everything by the way. You've been very kind."
"You said that. No problem. I told you."
She seems quite shy. Can't look at me directly. Pretending to read the sauce bottle. Hope I didn't disgrace myself last night. Apart from fainting, I mean.
"I'm sorry I messed up your evening. Were you meaning to stay much longer?"
"Don't know. Just go with the flow really. Been there a few times. Not so
"Hi! How are you this morning?"
"Oh. How did I get here? I don't remember."
"You fainted, I think, sort of passed out. I had to get a cab. I didn't know your address, so I brought you home with me."
"Oh, no! I'm really sorry. What must you think of me? Nothing like this has ever happened before. You must think I'm awful. It was really nice of you to take me in. Where did you sleep?"
"On the sofa. No problem. It's quite comfy. It's a bed really, but I didn't bother to pull it out. Just crashed out on it as it was."
"Were you tired too?"
"Knackered. Shouldn't have gone out really. Glad I did though. Nice to meet new people!"
"Really? I should think I messed up your evening. You hadn't been there long had you?"
"No. But, well, same old faces. Gets a bit stale sometimes. Anyway, let's eat shall we? Or do you want the bathroom first? I can lend you some clean clothes if you want."
That's when I realised I was fully clothed, except for my jumper and shoes. There they were, over in the corner by the wardrobe! Where was my jacket, though? Had I left it? No, there that was too, on the back of a chair by the door! I seemed to have managed to hang on to all my worldly goods by some miracle! "Well, that's very kind of you," I said to my guardian angel. "I would like a quick shower, if that's all right."
"I can put your stuff in the washing machine. I've got a drier, too! Be fresh as a daisy by the time we've had breakfast. I'm assuming you don't have a hangover."
"I never do with vodka. Not that I drink it that often. To be honest, I'm very hungry."
"No problem. There's plenty."
~ ~ ~
So, she slept on the sofa. Didn't take advantage of me. Not sure what to think about that. Not her type, perhaps? Maybe she's a gentleman! Oh, of course, I was forgetting, the girlfriend. Not Louise though, presumably. Now, where's the towel?
This is a nice bathroom, better than mine. Everything matches. Avocado I think they call it. And a nice big mirror. Too steamy to see in, though. That's good, too. Can't see my bags. Has she given me any clothes?
"Hallo? Here's something to wear just for now. I think we're the same size. Do you want to pass me your stuff?"
Hand around the door. No peeping. She is a gentleman! Maybe she's scared she'd find me irresistible in my mature womanly loveliness. (Some hope!) Let's have a look now, red check shirt and grey denim jeans. Bit baggy. She didn't give me any knickers! Wonder why. Won't say anything about that. I expect she forgot. There's clean socks though, grey, thick thermals. Lovely! I left my shoes in the bedroom, so I'll have to go out just as I am and hope the floors aren't slippery.
"Sit down, Faith. I hope you like egg and bacon. You're not a veggie are you?"
"No. Probably should be. I try not to think too much about it. Dead pigs and all that."
"I'll turn veggie one day I guess. Though bacon is probably the hardest to give up. So people tell me anyway."
"I like the smell!"
"Me too. I ate the first lot I cooked this morning."
"Did you?"
"Had to, you can't reheat it. Gets very greasy when it's cold. You were in the shower."
"Yes. Thanks for everything by the way. You've been very kind."
"You said that. No problem. I told you."
She seems quite shy. Can't look at me directly. Pretending to read the sauce bottle. Hope I didn't disgrace myself last night. Apart from fainting, I mean.
"I'm sorry I messed up your evening. Were you meaning to stay much longer?"
"Don't know. Just go with the flow really. Been there a few times. Not so
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