Girlfriend ( Closed for susurrus )

[susurrus]

Of course, the last thing I wanted was for Kay to get up, but it had to happen sometime, so I helped as best I could. Fuck, she nearly slid off, as wet and gooey as we were, but once she was up and steady, we both couldn't help but look at the carnage.

Oh my god, we were a glorious mess... it was erotic, it was a pledge to the joy and satisfaction we both felt at finding one another....

But it was such a mess, at that point, it couldn't help being funny, as we both started giggling. If I looked like this, Kay had to look spectacularly sloppy, gravity being the helper it is.

And the robe I wore was a lost cause. Fortunately it was absorbent, but it had soaked up everything that had sluiced off our bodies. It looked like we'd dumped a bucket of... well not water, but to say it was damp wouldn't even cover it.

"Might as well just get up and leave it. We'll carefully ball it up and leave it for laundry to tske care of," she said.

"But later," she went on with a smirk.and an outstretched hand. "Let's go get cleaned up."

I let her help me to my feet, letting the robe fall off my shoulders as I got up. When we were toe-to-toe, I put my arms around Kay,... my Kay. I still couldn't believe it. We were together again for the first time since we were little kids.

...And now we'd finally found one another, we had no intention of being parted ever again.

We looked into each other's eyes with ecstatic, sex-riddled smiles. I knew - as I was sure Kay did - that we probably should have felt some kind of guilty remorse for what we'd just done, but there was none. I loved this woman. I trusted her. That we were brother and sister was primary and secondary at the same time.

I let one hand trail up from her back to her hair.

"My Kay... My god, it's really you. Welcome home." I then lowered my head and kissed her yet again.

When we finally came up for air, I stepped back and looked at her one more time. Absolute perfection. Oh yeah, I was naked, too, and Kay wasted no time taking in how her big brother had turned out since she last saw him. The appreciation in her eyes had to equal mine, I had no doubt.

"Shower?" I asked finally.

 

[Ravishing]

I watched that robe part and peel off him as he stood, oh I'd known he'd grown up, hot. But seeing him without a stitch on. Yeah, my big brother had turned into what every woman would fall over herself to get into bed with him.

I had to slightly wonder if before now his friends, unintentionally had cock blocked him? Maybe? Yanno. Men. Women. Yeah. But at the same time, as he trails a hand up along my back to my what was no doubt gloriously messy red hair now, it worked totally in my favour.

"My Kay... My god, it's really you. Welcome home." I then lowered my head and kissed her yet again.

We kissed for a long time just there holding each other close and kissing, lips closed, lips open, tongues slowly nudging each other. One of those hotter than hell, we had a good time kisses.

When he stepped back and admired me. Hell. I admired him too. Taking in the whole package.

When he finally spoke.

"Shower?" I asked finally.

I had to shake myself out of the stupor I was in over Lane, no doubt my grin said it all. Yeah, I liked every inch of what I saw. "Yeah." I agreed with him. Turning on a heel and walking away, let him see that those panties .. yeah they were wet and cum covered. No doubt I looked like a girl who'd had a very naughty time. I had of course.

Well, very naughty in that, well, it had been with me brother. I explored that thought as I led the way into the bathroom. Pausing on the pristine mat in there sliding those very messy panties down and stepping out. I grabbed them and threw them into the laundry.

Thankfully it was lined I'd be able to collect them in that and just drop the robe in there. With a large tip, housekeeping might not mind the uh, couch's condition. Paying extra for them to put up with your messes, helped them get past it. I'd always found it anyway.

Now naked, and likely with Lane having thoroughly eyed my ass I opened the large glass door to the shower, stepped to the knobs and began turning it on adjusting it. Then I remembered the shower stuff was in my toiletries bag which was in the suitcase in the bedroom. Dammit. I looked at the generic but acceptable stuff they left here, which I'd never actually used. Maybe for this shower, it'd be okay.

Glancing over my shoulder, I asked, "Shower feel okay?" I knew it was suited to how I liked it, hot enough to soothe aching muscles at the end of a long day.

 

[susurrus]

I liked the look Kay was giving me. I'd gotten the chance to ogle her earlier. It was only fair for her to get the same chance with me.

I had to smile when she had to almost physically pull herself away from her appreciation of my body. Any other brother/sister pair would have been embarrassed as hell to stand naked in front of each other like this. I was proud to stand there as Kay took in what the last twenty years of life had done for my physique.

Letting Kay lead lead the way, I hung back so I could get a look at her better-than-spectacular ass. My god, the view from the back was as cock-hardening as it was from the front. It was framed wonderfully by those red crotchless panties, and I had to smile at the glistening mess running down the inside of her thighs....

...We really had had fun.

Kay finally stepped out of the panties when she got in the bathroom, and I couldn't help but just watch the hang of her breasts as she did so.

When she dropped the drenched undies in the wash, I imagined a wet splat when they hit bottom, even though there was nothing of the sort.

I let Kay get the water started and I was about to get in with her when I saw the shampoo and such was the complimentary stuff every hotel buys by the truckful.

I picked up one of the little bottles and commented:

"Surely you didn't get looking like that using this..."

 

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I snorted. "No. No. I've my stuff. But it's in the bedroom. Unless you want to fetch it?" A raise of a brow.

My lips parted a little as I stepped back into that blissfully hot water, letting it cascade down my toned form. Knowing at least a little of our cum might wash off with just the water running over me. "I'll be here, waiting, all wet for you to get back."

Yes, it was a corny set of wordplay I used, but it might be effective enough. I mean. Me, standing under the shower, yeah I was getting wet. I also happened to know I looked better with water sluicing down my form. At least, if I was to believe the stares I got when I used the pool some nights after work.

Hands up running through my hair while I gave a slight moan, more about the water running over muscles which dearly needed it.

 

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"I've got my own, but it's in the case in the bedroom, if you want to go fetch it," Kay said, stepping under the shower spray. "I'll be all wet and waiting when you get back."

Yeah. Leave the room. Right. With her looking all hot under the cascade of water, that lucky stream coursing over those incredible curves? As with so many moments this evening, all I wanted to do was enjoy the show.

However, I finally snapped out of my hypnosis and headed back out and found the suitcase Kay referred to.

Flipping the top up, I saw Kay's shampoo and such...

Right next to a big purple fake cock.

When I say "big," I don't mean it was as large as my arm or anything. If anything at all, it wasn't quite as big as me, hard. Still, it was a good-size, and the thought of Kay backed up onto it, water running over her like it had been when I left her not a minute ago woke my cock back up and it started to stiffen..

Gathering up the shampoo, conditioner and body wash, I took those and the dildo back into the bathroom with me.

Oh god, there she was, water still caressing her body. While I wanted to just stand there and appreciate, I had a more devious, more fun idea in mind.

Setting the bottles within easy reach, I placed the dildo in the soap tray and stepped in behind Kay. Trailing my hands all over her wet curves, I gently urged her to bend over. When her hands rested against the wet tile, I stepped back.

God, there was that ass again. It was truly a work of art. I ran my fingers all over it, down the little star and to the beautiful slit beneath.

Oh, how I wanted to lean in and taste - I didn't even care that there might be traces of what we'd done previously still there - but I suspected there would be other opportunites for that. Reaching for the dildo, I found the hole and slipped it inside...

 

[Ravishing]

While Lane was gone I attempted to remember where my dildo had been. As he entered I heard feet on the tile.

As he got me to bend at the waist I put hands against the wall. I heard him step back and knew he was admiring the veiw.

I wasn't prepared exactly for feeling his fingers running over my ass. It drew a gasp out of me.

Those fingers ran over my rosebud then my slit. Was he about to slide fingers in there?

Then I felt the subtle coolness of my dildo slide in my pussy. I couldn't help the wanton moan that left me. Or the way I arched my back, slightly rocking back on it.

I knew he'd see the way the action made that rosebud twitch slightly. As I made my inner walls clench a little about that dildo.

 

[susurrus]

Oh, man, the moan Kay gave me when I easily slid her fake cock in her. Got my real one hard in anticipation of getting a similar response. How I wanted her to be reacting to my cock that way. I didn't know why I was holding back. I doubted Kay would protest. Hell we'd been hot for one another since we'd met. What were we waiting for?

Fuck.

Anyhow, I drank in the sight of that thick purple toy disappearing into my sister's gorgeous pussy, only to reappear then get swallowed once more. As I fucked her with her dildo, I watched her asshole react to what was happening.

I wondered...

Leaning in, I gave Kay's pucker a lick...

 

[Ravishing]

Right now I was more following Lane's lead.

Sure we did need a shower and we had decided to share because neither of us after this time together, flirting, kissing, making out till we each came. Didnt seem like being nude phased either of us.

No setting my brother nude was more a turn on. Atleast after everything which happened. I knew a big part of it was because we didn't grow up together.

But right now it was just the way he pushed that thick purple toy of mine in me and pulled it back. Knowing he was driving it. Got me hot.

Then I felt his tongue lick my rosebud and I bit my lip moaned, and managed to speak. "Just one lick lower?" Yup, I kind of really wanted to feel Lane's tongue lick my pussy.

 

[susurrus]

"One lick lower?" I heard gasped from in front of me.

Shit. Kay wanted me to lap her beautiful cunt? Suddenly, that's the only thing in the world I wanted to do.

I wasn't sure whether she wanted the dildo at the same time, but in this position, it was going to be tough to get at the really good bits with it in, so I pulled the "purple pussy eater" out and let it fall to the floor, then grabbed my sister's hips and pushed my face into her amazing pussy.

And "amazing" only began to describe it. Yes, here, there were definitely remnants of what we'd been doing earlier, but I found it made her taste even better. I flattened my tongue and lapped the length of her delectable slit, making sure to penetrate between the lips to get the flavor there as I started at her clit and ended by trailing over her pretty asshole...

 

[Ravishing]

I pretty much knew he'd have little choice but to take it out to lick me there. I mean. Yeah, okay, bad girl. But then he pulled it out, and I heard it hit the shower floor. I was allowed one little selfish thing, right?

The feel of Lane's hands grabbing me, then pushing his face in, made me gasp.

The feel of his tongue licking not only over but between my lower lips did make me moan, and I know I shivered as he once again licked over my asshole there.

"...we, really need to shower..." I know, I know, one moment I'm teasing him, the next minute the one hell of a day and night of alcohol, food, emotional rollercoaster, and then sort of sex of a kind with my Brother. I was feeling wiped, as much as I loved the feel of his tongue there.

"Not trying to be a cock tease, but, it's hitting me suddenly how much my body and mind feel tired." So, I moved away from those gripping hands, standing up, and sought to take his hand and tug him up to his feet.

Did I notice at that moment he'd gotten hard again? I knew while I could ignore mine, the chatter from back in the day reminded me, it was vaguely harder for a guy to fall asleep if he was harder than fuck. Or at least that had been my experience with those I'd known.

 

[susurrus]

After the surprise that came from Kay at the feel of my tongue on her cunt and ass, her words vaguely penetrated my sex-fueled mind.

Before she gently pulled my hands away, I managed to get one more lick in, trying to put that flavor - even if part of it might be my own - into the memory bank for later.

When she moved away, I stayed on my knees a while, her beauty before me, my cock standing straight out.

I let her help me to my feet, but my hard-on wouldn't go away. I'd be able to sleep if I left it alone, but it might take a while. Still, I'd taken a chance with the dildo and my oral play, so I just stood there, not sure what I should do...

 

[Ravishing]

Noticing it, I deliberately wrapped a hand around that cock I'd been wanting to touch all night. "It wouldn't be fair not to ... help you again with this... before we wash up."

Soft slow stroking from the base to the tip, up over that mushroom head, and back up along the length of it. Then a slow offer of my lips to his. I was sure, I could manage to get Lane off and kiss him without it turning to full-on sex.

I just didn't know if my hand would be enough, I suppose we'd find out. If he gave me any indication it wasn't enough, well, maybe I should be a good little sister, and put my lips there. Even thinking about doing that, I kind of wanted to try and save that for another time. Make it more special.

 

[susurrus]

When Kay reached for my cock and her fingers closed over it, I couldn't help but moan. It always felt better when someone else touched me, and this someone... holy fuck.

Kay seemed in no hurry. Her hand made a slow up and back, sending incredible thrills through my body. Oh yeah, I wanted to fuck her. Yes, she was my sister, but the time we'd been apart, it didn't actually feel that way. Still, we'd only known each other now for a few hours, and there had been other women I'd wanted to fuck ten minutes from "Hi," but this one was special.

"Oh fuck, Kay, that's it. Please, make me cum."

I didn't care how it happened. I just wanted to cum for my sister. I'd love to actually cum on her, but I'd take what she was willing to give.

 

[Ravishing]

Given I was wet, lube always felt better. I assumed it might help here. So, while one hand stroked him I dove three fingers in some and withdrew them. Managing to wrap that hand around his cock instead and stroke him again. Yeah, sure there was water, somewhat. But...

Nothing, but nothing felt better than that other kind of stickiness helping make my hand slide up and down Lane's cock as I stroked him. I rise on my toes to briefly, nibble at his lower lip. Grin. Even as I took a moment to tease the mushroom head with some special soft teasing rubbing, then a firmer stroke back up and down. Working his cock with that sticky-fingered hand.

I couldn't help but look down for a while and watch my hand stroking his cock. Watching how my more delicate hand just made it seem a bit bigger. By now, Lane was just Lane, yet Lane was special to me. Not just because he was my brother, even if part of me really did not think of him that way. We'd been apart too long.

 

[susurrus]

I was wide-eyed, watching Kay stroking my cock. Fuck almighty did it feel.good.

When she reached between her legs, I thought she was going to rub herself while she did me. I gound out her plan moments later when she switched hands and I found she'd been gathering her own lubrication to jack me with.

That made me moan and just kicked the arousal factor up a few notches.

I was getting a handjob from the woman I'd always been waiting for. That it was my sister was weird and freaky, but as I'd acknowledged several times already, we'd been apart for so long, she didn't really feel like my sister, but the knowledge made me trust her and love her all the more.

...and right or wrong, she was going to make me cum soon...

 

[Ravishing]

With my hand all sticky it was so much easier to stroke his cock. My hand quickened with the look of lust and enjoyment. Those sounds. The feel of that cock throbbing in my hand.

Gods it was hot. The closer and closer he got to that blissful moment. The more I couldn't keep my eyes off it. But then I dropped to my knees to make it easier to aim..

Oh yes... Aim.

So that as I felt that most meaningful throbbing of his cock, it blasted cum over my breasts. While I watched Lane's face. The next spurt semi-hit my chin, and that made me redirect it down.. maybe a bit too far down as the next splattered my stomach.

Hopefully the sight of me wearing his cum everywhere. Was just what he wanted to see.

 

[susurrus]

Oh god. When Kay began to sink to her knees and position herself right in the line of fire, I knew I wasn't going to last much longer.

For about a half minute, I watched my beautiful sister stare down my hard cock with lust in her eyes as her hand continued up and back on my shaft. The lube she'd taken from her own body made this feel oh, so good, even better than it had started.

Then I hit the point of no return....

My moans of pleasure bounced off the tile as I succumbed to my talented little sister's handiwork. My cock throbbed and pulsed as I coated Kay - my Kay - with my own lubrication. The only difference being this was the end of the adventure - for now - not the beginning.

After firing off several thick, glorious ropes onto Kay's tremendous body, I was finished. I didn't want my sister to let go of my cock, yet I wanted to see the results of what she'd just done to - and for - me.

Helping her to her feet, I admired our handiwork. For all tbose prudes out there: women really do look sexier plastered in cum.

With a naughty grin, I extended a finger and dragged it through the mess that dripped but didn't fall on Kay's right breast. For a couple seconds I held it up and let it dangle. Then with a look right into my sister's eyes, I popped the finger into my mouth.

 

[Ravishing]

Helped up to stand, I got to watch Lane stare at his handiwork. I watched that expression and honestly as an adult it just somehow looked sexier seeing that same naughty grin.

Once he got cum on that finger I wondered what he'd do. When he popped it in his mouth I just watched him for a moment. Then stretched up on my toes. Leaning against him and letting him feel my cum slick form, well, sure half of it was washed off due to the water, but I pressed against him and kissed him softly.

Loosing myself in that for a moment. Before breaking the kiss. I bent found my strawberry body wash and got the sponge lathered up before I began washing him. Once his front was washed I got him to turn about and washed the back.

Then I added more strawberry to the sponge. I got curious if he'd take it off me and return the favour?

 

[susurrus]

Kay was unfazed by my demonstration. I wasn't really surprised, but I was relieved. It was becoming evident that Kay wasn't going to judge anything I did.

When she stretched up to kiss me, I was sure she could taste the cum in my mouth. Again, she didn't care. If anything, she seemed to search with her tongue to get more of it.

And of course, I loved the feel of her jizz-slick body pressed against me as we kissed.

When she began soaping up a bath sponge, I wondered if it was for her or for me. The question was quickly answered when she reached for me and began lathering me up. She lingered a little, it seemed, as she went over my chest and stomach, and spent even more time when she got to my cock.

Regardless, she got my front taken care of, then indicated I should turn around. I smiled at the gasp I received when my back and ass faced her.

Once she got over the initial surprise, Kay got that side of me cleaned, and when I was finished rinsing, I opened my eyes to find Kay holding the lathered sponge out to me.

Well, you damn well bet I took that thing from her and applied it to her incredible body.

Just like she had, I spent a little more time than absolutely neccesary at her chest, and particularly between her legs.

To get her legs done properly - and I wanted to touch every inch of her - I went to my knees for better access.

In this position, through the lather just above her neatly-trimmed red pubic bush, I noticed a lateral scar. From the story Kay had told me, I knew what this was.

Tracing slowly along this scar with my thumb, I glanced up and gave Kay a look of empathy, even though I had no idea. Moving to the side, I let the water wash away the suds then bent down, placing a kiss on it.

 

[Ravishing]

As Lane traced that scar of mine, I must admit I kind of just held my breath and froze. Even with his look of empathy. At the time it happened, I'd pretty much just totally gone for getting on with life. Sex, after it sure a lot happened, but it was that lights off hot sex. Or hot sex in the shower where I could distract the person I was fucking away from lingering there.

The fact it was Lane touching it. Giving me that empathic look that said he was trying to show he cared I'd gone through it. It almost undid me. The kiss to it. Right after the suds washed away, I'm pretty sure I just crumpled to my knees wrapped my arms around him and held him tightly.

Fuck the fact we had hair to wash, maybe, I just needed to be held. Cheek to his shoulder a moment while I soaked in the idea he'd likely from time to time touch there, and kiss there, and I had to end up okay with that fact. "I know I sounded cold about it. When I said it. But it hurt. Knowing I can't have kids. I never actually had wanted, wanted them. It was always going to be a... sure I'll get there later maybe. Then, it was gone and I was left blinking and stunned in shock. Thanks..." My thanks might feel a little tacked on the end, but I meant it, heartfelt to him in this moment. It meant so much to me that Lane made some kind of attempt about it.

"...fuck it. Our hair I mean. Tomorrow we can shower at some stage. Can we like just get dry and climb into bed?" I found myself staring into those eyes of his, hoping I'd hear a yes.

 

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The look on Kay's face told me what her word didn't. The scar was a reminder, a harsh one. Whether she wanted children or not, that scar flatly said: there's no changing your mind. I'd been led to understand that for some women, taking away that option made them feel... less.

When her face began to crumple into tears and she fell to her knees with me, I just pulled her in and squeezed her tight. I had no words. Physical comfort was all I had to give.

For some time, I just held her while she let the pain out. I had a feeling it would never fully go away, but at least I was there to help empty the reservoir for a while.

Then she requested cutting the shower short and just climbing into bed. It was obvious what she meant, even without the pleading in her eyes.

"Whatever you want," was my reply.

And it was true. If she wanted me to go so she could sort things out, I'd go, no matter how badly it hurt. I didn't think that was what she meant though. I was also sane enough she didn't mean so there could be an escalation of what we'd been doing earlier. No, I knew that she needed comforting while she sorted, and I was more than willing to give her anything she needed.

Finally releasing my death grip on her, I stood, then helped Kay to her feet. Shutting off the water, I reached for a towel and began drying my sister. Once she was set, I took care of myself, then took her hand and led her to the bed, where I helped her in before crawling in beside her...

 

[Ravishing]

I let Lane help me out, out and dry me. I'd not let someone do that for me since our parents divorced and I went with Dad.

It was comforting to allow him a moment to take care of me. I'd done a whole lot of caring for myself, in a way I was sure he felt the same need at times. Seemingly like me, he'd also had the same issues with people we picked out. It just never went as deep or as meaningful as we hoped.

As he led me off into that bedroom that I'd only ever slept alone in. When I'd had partners, stupid as it may have been I'd paid for dingey motel rooms and fucked them there. Or, I'd gone to their homes.

Once he was in beside me I found myself glad the light was off, but that what light came in through the lacey curtains there, let me see him. I could stare into those eyes, curl myself in close and just be.

So I did, for a time all I did was hold him to me. My arms wrapped around him, his about me. Finally, I whispered, "Night, Lane." Then kissed him soft and sweetly. Tomorrow, tomorrow would be a new day. My first with Lane in my life, and what's more I'd be waking up with him there. I let sleep take me, drifting off.

 

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Once in the bed with her, I just let her either snuggle in or curl up by herself. This was her play. I was there for whatever she might or might not need me for.

I was glad when she came in close and threw her arms around me. Even though I was here for comfort mode, she felt really good in my arms. It was the first time I'd been in bed with a woman where there were no expectations, no pressure. And this was a woman I already automatically loved. That she was the most stunning woman I'd ever been with was merely a bonus.

But we weren't here for sex. Love each other though we did, Kay needed my help, and it just happened that help required me to do nothing but be there.

So there I was. My cock didn't even volunteer to harden. It knew the situation, too.

We hadn't turned on lights in the bedroom, so there were only a few strands of light coming from the sides of the window shade. It was okay. We didn't need to see each other, although we could see well enough to gaze into the other's eyes and know it was hapening.

After several minutes, Kay quietly whispered good night, kissed me lightly and sweetly, then closed her eyes.

Still tangled with my sister, my Kay. God, it felt good to think that, I closed my own eyes and let sleep take me as well.

***

When morning came, the slivers of light that had sliced across the bed the night before were still there, but stronger. When I woke, one lay right across Kay's body, accentuating her curves by the dark and light contrast. Her red hair looked a mess, but charmingly so.

I hadn't dreamed last night. I couldn't help but smile at the knowledge. This was her. Holy fuck. It was Kaitlyn, the girl I'd been separated from when we were still little kids and hadn't seen one another since. We'd lived lives in the meantime. We'd grown up, strangers to one another, unsure the other still even existed, not sure at times if they had in the first place. She was here. I'd been looking for her all this time, only for her to simply fall into my lap... or step up and kiss me like a long lost lover.

And then there was the after. I didn't feel guilty about what we'd done to and with one another, but I knew many people wouldn't understand. Still, there was the matter of Kay's ability to have children, which I think is one of the main reasons for the taboo regarding family sex. Nevertheless, nothing of the sort had happened. Oh yes, we'd done some things together, and to say there wasn't an attraction would be a lie. The built in love and trust was a hard one to deny. And she was the most beautiful woman I'd had the pleasure to come home with. I could only remember vaguely what she was like beyond that, but I remembered her being very smart. Then again, you don't become an overseas reporter if you're a dunce. Brave, brilliant and beautiful.

And she was all mine, and I wasn't going to let her go again.

I just laid there and watched my sister sleep, content to do so until she woke...

 

[Ravishing]

I woke slowly light filtering into the room. God how I hated those blinds. I despised them completely. I opened one eye to realise Lane was watching me.

Was that why I didn't wake? Wrapped up in the safety of my brothers arms?

No nightmares. Good knows work had given me enough of them. But I had my own which had little to do with that.

Finally after staring at him a moment I remembered it wasn't like he could read my mind. "Hi..."

I found myself saying softly. Then I seemed to remember that we had done. Lots of deliciously naughty things. Things that made my hand travel to his hip stroking there.

From there it slips between us, half curling about his cock. A subtle half stroke along it. I hoped he didn't regret it.

 

[susurrus]

It took a while for Kay to wake. When she did finally, she gave me a small, shy smile and a quiet, wearily pleased, "Hi."

When she slowly trailed her hand down my side, her smile transformed to something closer to the one she'd had when we were playing the night before. When that hand slid over my hip and closed over my cock, I knew she wasn't having second thoughts about what we'd done before we came to bed.

"Good morning to you, too," I said with a grin. "Not to screw up any plans that hand might have, but I've got to pee something awful. I just didn't want you to wake up and think I'd been a dream, or worse, that I'd left in the middle of the night."