Snippet #1737425

"Come on now, you don't remember? You were calling it all last name.. I'm Nat, or as you so endearingly called me yesterday; Mistress."

...How odd this was for poor Dominic... To have a seductive women with him in the shower claiming to know him from yesterday. The very same day he could not remember. Now that he got a full view of the women he was beginning to be bit turned on. Her smile seemed to be comforting as it was, but something about her, something that has been itching in the back of his head now because of her, like she has seen her before... Great, so what she was saying maybe true. Suddenly the movie Hangover popped into his head and he sighed. The thought was broke as she pressed her body to his, he blushed.

"Speaking of last night, you were something else..."

Was he? He still could not remember... (Note that when Drunk Dominic becomes indeed... Something else... O_O) He tensed up again as he figured being pinned up to the wall with a girl he hardly knew was not the best thing in the world. That and fighting the sensation of being in the shower with a pretty lady is nearly every mans dream... His morals, forced him to realized this is not how it should be. You must get to know the girl before you start jumping into showers with them. Now that he thought about it, she jumped in, not him, so, there is nothing wrong with declining this wonderful invite. Just when he was about to set her straight she kissed him, not only that but soon a tongue was felt. His eyes widened at this, as she was doing a strangely good job at getting around his personal defenses. Well, she did catch him naked, clothes were usually his line of defense. He felt a fluster, sensation inside him, as he enjoyed this moment wanting it to continue forever, even thought that little voice in the back of his head saying this was wrong. Finally he gained enough will power to put his hands around her arms and slowly, moved her away from him, breaking the sweet moment that may never come back.

"I- I'm sorry Nat...Yesterday, I was drunk, that was not the real me... So what ever beast you fell in love with yesterday is long gone. Now please let me finish my shower, alone."

As he finished his sentence. There was a slight pause, only the sound of running water and his own breathing. Once more panic ran though him, and once again he expressed it with nothing but a straight face and a tense body. This women is very assertive, she got inside the shower with him and pinned him to the wall, making him feel like a trapped prey. Now, it's a standoff, possibly crazy woman in the shower against peaceful moral Dominic... Somehow he found himself staring at her body and began to wish he could remember her from yesterday.