“Did you like it?” I asked, anxious for her answer.

She sighed deeply. “Yeah.”

“Wanna do it again?”

“Actually, I don’t want to do it again.” She sat up, covering herself with a sheet. “Thanks for the orgasms, but I’m tired. Could you leave my room, please?”

I swallowed hard, unsure if I’d heard right. “What did you say?”

“I said get out of my room. Oh, and I forgot to mention…” She leaned in and kissed my cheek. “Thanks for everything you ...