Anna May

　　The choir of voices ringing in her head jolted her from her sated slumber. She groaned. Muscles she hadn't known she had were aching and she was sore all over. Especially down there.

　　'That's what you get for being greedy Anna.'

　　Burrowing her face deeper in her pillow, she scowled. It wasn't cushiony like she would have wanted. No matter, she hugged the said pillow closer to her, her arm and right leg clinging to it. The pillow vibrated on ...