When Charlotte woke up to the reflection of the sunrise on the wall opposite her large window, she felt sleepy, but not nearly as tired as last night. She wanted to sleep again, but the dried cum all over her body was too itchy to ignore any longer. So she got up, searched the floor for her skimpy outfit, which she hadn't worn in a while by this point, and pondered whether to put it on or not. She decided that, while this...