Chapter 2: Doors and windows

I woke up in bed, alone, well alone with a hangover. Slowly my brain began to process what I was seeing. Firstly who's bed was this, where abouts was this bed and how had I gotten here. There was a clock beside the bed flashing 5:30 with a goulish greeny glow. Then above the noise of my thumping heart I could hear a shower running. I flung back the covers to discover I was not only in a strange bed but I was here naked. The adrenalin jolt from that discovery pushed back the hangover and with a quick visual search I located my bra.

Standing in the middle of a strange room clad in only a bra made me feel more foolish than being naked. Questions flashed into my head in no specific order like, who lives in such an expensive bedroom, where is the matching thong for this bra, how did I get here, where are the other girls I was with last night.