Despite the anxious feelings, I slept great. The fact I'd downed four glasses of wine must have helped a great deal to ease my worries. I did not dream, or at least I did not remember my dreams once I woke up very early in the morning. After a moment of stretching and trying to remember where in the world I was, I sat up and did not waste any time. I jumped out of bed and began to rummage through my overnight bag. I dug out a pair of clean jeans, socks, fresh lingerie, and a fitted ...