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cared about me was nice.
    My head was spinning and
my words slurred. Trying to thank her again for staying I kissed her sloppily,
and started to become aroused at her figure pushed tightly up against mine.
Haley moved her hand to it and squeezed. I responded by moving my hand to her
panties and gently caressed the outside.
    She rubbed my
member up and down as she moved her head lower down my body. A quick flick of
her arm removed the bed covers, and she looked up at me with a wicked smile.
Pulling my hard penis from my briefs she put it in her mouth and kept her eyes
locked to mine.
    Every movement
she made sobered me as pleasure shot through my body. Haley flicked her tongue
across the tip of my penis and took it further inside her mouth. She watched me
the whole time as I let out a soft moan.
    I placed my
hands in her hair, and she continued to work her mouth up and down. “I’m
close.” I slurred. The alcohol still having a strong effect on me, I didn’t
care about anything else. She stopped and shook her head.
    “Not yet,” She
said, as she took off her panties, “Fuck me first.” She added. I nodded in
agreement and got on my knees as we moved into position.
    Looking down at Haley’s
naked body, I paused. A moment of clarity in my drunken haze, “I- I can’t do
this,” I said slowly, easing myself back onto the bed. A tear came to my eye
and rolled its way down my cheek.
    “It’s okay,” Haley said,
sitting up and cupping my head in her hands. “Just lie down and get some
sleep.” She added.
    “I’m sorry.” I said, as
the alcohol kicked in again. I was exhausted.
    “It’s okay.” I heard, as I
rested my head down onto my pillow. My hair was being stroked, as my thoughts
wandered from the pain of Sarah being in a coma, to the pain in my fists for
some reason. Slowly I fell asleep.
    A long time passed until I
returned to the waking world. My head was in a horrible state and I couldn’t
move as a weight over my chest was holding me firmly in place. Trying to open
my eyes, I groaned. Cracking them open, I soon found out what the ‘weight’ was.
    Haley was draped across my
chest as she slept soundly. Her soft breathing tickling my chest. Looking over
at my clock I was shocked by how late it was getting. I flexed my hands. My
knuckles hurt like crazy. I tried to remember the night before. Bits and pieces
began to return.
    I had remembered drinking
on the couch and going dancing, and then flashes of anger. Trying harder, I
vaguely remembered the fight I had. Shaking my head, I couldn’t believe it. I
hadn’t been in a fight for as many years as I could remember. It was something
I always tried to avoid, but my hands were evidence enough it seemed.
    Closing my eyes again, I
let my memories come back to me in patches, yet my head was foggy at best and
the room was spinning. I lay there a time until I gave up and dozed for a
while. The weight of Haley on my chest removed itself, and I opened my eyes to
her moving out of bed to gather her clothes. I couldn’t help but admire her
petite body as she left the room in her underwear to go to the bathroom.
Closing my eyes again I drifted.
    Haley returned to the room
and jumped back in bed. She cuddled up to me which caused me to gasp, as her
hands had gotten cold. Looking at her, she apologized and put her head on my
arm, “Are you feeling better today, James? I never thought you would get so
angry like you were at the club last night. It didn’t seem like you at all.”
She said, concern in her voice, “I couldn’t believe it when I saw you punching
that guy like you had gone mad! What did he do?” She asked gently.
    “Nothing. He did nothing.”
I started, looking away in shame, “I’m alright. I was drunk and a lot is
happening at the moment. I’m not in the best place.” I replied, not wanting to
talk about it any further. Haley seemed to understand and just watched me.
    “If you ever need someone
to talk to, I’m here for you.” She said