Mia

What have I done? I groaned out a curse as I sat up in bed, my eyes widening in alarm as I noticed that I was naked.

I felt sore underneath and didn't need to touch myself to know that I was dripping wet.

Slowly, the events of the previous night came to my mind and I cringed, overwhelmed with the need to run inside a closet and hide my face from the world.

What have I done?

I doubted that I was ever going to stop asking myself that question. I had ...