The Crack Of Dawn
Dawn receives punishment for a crime she can't remember.
Dawn woke with a headache that felt biblical. Throbbing behind the eyes, mouth dry as an old sock, with the faint stench of stale tequila still clinging to her breath. Her knee hurt, a lot, and she wasn’t sure why. The duvet wasn’t covering her. Neither was anything else, come to think of it. She was flat on her front, completely starkers, head buried in the pillow, and she could feel the air brushing softly over her bare...