Early to bed, early to rise.

Piya is an early riser which is something I have been trying to get better at. Once the sun has come up, she slipped out of bed and went to the kitchen downstairs, returning with coffee and some warmed pastries.

“Good morning, my love,” I say when I feel her climb back into bed with me. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee tickling my nostrils and sending a pre-emptive kick of adrenaline running through my body at the caffeine to come.

“Good morning handsome,” Piya returns, coming to press up next to me, kissing me. My hands finding her peach butt through the satin dressing gown. “How’s your head?

I take a moment to assess how I’m feeling and to my surprise I feel alright. No sign of a hangover at all. “I feel fantastic. Whatever is in your propriety blend is incredible.”

“I added a bunch of all-natural herbal elements to help in detoxifying the system, not just stimulate the libido. I just need to work on the dosage some more, I think. There’s a lot of variables to take into account. The dilution factor in water, absorption through the skin, proximity to blood supply...” With the last one, Piya’s eyes wander down to the pooled sheets that are cowering my groin. Piya gives off a small cough when she releasing her mind has begun to wonder.

“Well, I’m sure you could have made a fortune with it if we hadn’t sold off the compound rights already,” I say.

“Another fortune you mean. I checked my bank account the other day. I think my first lot of pharma-money has come in. I’ve never seen so much money in my life!”

I congratulate Piya on all her many years of hard work starting to pay off. Letting her know how much I think she truly deserves all the success she’s found.

“And how’s your fortune coming? My big… successful… businessman,” Piya asks me when she has pulled me on top of her. She emphasises the last words by grinding herself against me. Causing something big and successful to sprout up.

I somehow manage to tell her about the great first week of ownership of the Loft and the fact that my first shipment of rum should only be a couple of weeks away. I’m not sure how much she takes in as she is doing a good job of sucking my lips off my face in between my words.

Before we can go any further though, we’re interrupted by a frantic knocking at the front door downstairs as well as someone ringing the doorbell continuously. Piya tells me to stay there as there’s no way I can go anywhere with the hard-on she’s caused.

I wait patiently for Piya to return and am just about to call out asking who it is when my question is answered by a hyperactive Yui running into the room and taking a flying leap onto the bed from two meters away. When Piya returns I have managed to calm Yui down enough to ask her what she’s doing here when she’s meant to be at school today.

“I called in sick today!” Yui tells us.

“You don’t look sick,” I say at the bundle of energy that’s Yui.

“I know but Piya is going in almost a week now and I knew you two would be spending the day together and I wanted to be there too. Argh! I feel like I’m being so naughty!” Yui explains her reasoning for playing truant.

“What did the school say?” I ask.

“I told Mother Constance I was feeling too distraught to come to work today after the video and she thought it was a good idea I spent the day at home. Is that coffee? I need that!”

Piya calls out, “no!” but Yui is too quick to lean across the bed and drain the coffee cup in a single gulp before I can stop her.

“Let go out! Let’s do something,” Yui tells us as kneels on the bed bouncing up and down on the spot.

“Ok Yu, we’ll take you shopping. Make a special day of it. Just let us have a shower first and then we can go,” Piya tells her friend, which makes her shake her head.

“Uh-ah! I know what you two do in the shower! We don’t have time for that. You can shower one at a time,” Yui ordered us both.

Later at the shops, after solo showers, it almost feels like Piya and I are the parents to our child Yui as she goes from window to window looking at all the clothes while Piya and I walk hand in hand. Piya has her and Yui get mani-pedis in order for Yui to sit still for a little while. I am convinced to join them in getting a foot spa while the girls have their nails done.

After soaking my feet in the hot bubbling water and getting my nails trimmed, one of the salon girls starts to give my feet a massage. Almost as soon as I feel her fingers pressing into the balls of my feet, I begin to feel the same buzzing as I felt with Piya last night. My pulse begins to race and I can feel the blood coursing through my ear. The lights in the shop darkening as my vision closes in. The effects of Piya potion last night seem to be longer acting than she anticipated. I’m thankful there is a magazine close at hand to cover the growing bulge in my pants!

I wonder if Piya is feeling the same aftereffects too. I look across to where she and Yui are getting foot rubs too. Piya’s eyes are closed and her face is scrunched up. I almost giggle as I know how much of a screamer Piya can be. The way her fingernails are digging into the chair and Yui’s arm beside her let me guess she must be in her ‘peak’.

“Very sensitive feet,” the older Vietnamese lady massaging Piya’s feet says when her subject twitches and near convulses as she touches a tender spot.

“You have no idea,” Piya whimpers when she is sure she isn’t going to shriek.