Becoming Emily Part VIII
After waking up the next morning and coming to the realization that I had almost no food left in the house and more importantly, at least at that time, no coffee I decided to head into to town and do some shopping. A quick shower erased the effects of last nights debauchery and I was about to head out when I heard the front door open and that familiar voice as Sasha made her entrance. Unlike her usual morning visits where she looked rested and done up for the day this morning she looked as if...