Blissful Sin
Next morning and into evening, we find ourselves in blissful sin.
I awoke the next morning with a bit of a hangover. Trent was asleep on the couch with D, and Pandora slept with a smile. I knew she would be out of it for a while. The kitchen seemed a bit brighter than usual. I ground coffee beans as quietly as I could to make espresso. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a figure that startled me. D had made her way into the kitchen. She was still in the same clothes she had on last n...