Mistaken IdentityChapter 4
Sarah awoke Monday morning just before her alarm went off. As she stretched, she felt the sheet slide against her body bringing back memories of yesterday. The smell of her cream caused her to wonder and slide her fingers down between her legs. Her labia were wet but thankfully not as tender as yesterday. She held her breath as she gently touched her clit and the surrounding area. The tenderness surrounding it had diminished considerably. She thought, "It's strange to be wet when I don't...