Magic InkChapter 8
I awoke sometime later, when Margie was returning to bed. "Oh God! My head is awful," Margie told me on seeing that I was awake, "But I had to pee something terrible. What time is it? How long have I been asleep?" "I have no idea," I answered just before the clock in the sitting room sounded ten o'clock. "It must still be night. It's dark out," she said, as she plopped down in bed next to me. "Katie fucked you, didn't she?" Margie asked. "We made love!" I replied,...