Chapter 87 Not A Morning Person

• It was hard to open his eyelids with the sun shining right to his face. It took him a few seconds to remember where he was. Then it came back to him. He turned to look at Mandy still fast asleep by his side. They were tangled in sheets and blankets.
• He pulled up the duvet and saw he wasn't wearing anything underneath. "Shit," he thought to himself. He sat up and found another naked girl laying on the bed with them. "Fuck," he muttered in a whisper.
• They were drinking heavily last night and they were using all other stuff too. He was shitfaced, the girls were too, he now vaguely remembered how Mandy persuaded them into a threesome and it felt like a really good idea at the time. He brushed his face with both hands. He'd promised himself not to do this again, well, he failed.