Perfect Girl Part 3 The morning after
I awoke, dazzled by a shaft of sunlight, streaming through a gap in the curtains. My tired, bleary eyes adjusted, and focused on the sight of the golden light dancing joyfully across Angela’s exposed breasts.She was fast asleep, her delicate features highlighted by the warm glow of morning. I glanced at my phone, only 6 am. It was early, but I was quickly awake, my mind instantly racing with a confusing range of thoughts and emotions.I eased myself from under the covers, careful not to disturb...