Linda felt hands and lips on her body as she drifted up from unconsciousness.
What HAPPENED last night…? she wondered. Vague images began to spool through her still drug-clouded memory. There was a bonfire… wine… Wild abandon….
"Mmmm, Love…" she murmured as she arched against the man holding her. She slid her arms round him, beginning to respond to his attentions. As her fingertips traced her companion’s shoulders she snapped her eyes open. "NO!" she cried, pulling away from his enamored embrace.
"Whassa matter, baby?" he asked in a slurred voice.
She was appalled to see Monty lying beside her.