What the hell happened?

I wake up the next morning and head into the living room. There, I find Megan, sleeping in only a thong and sporting a red tattoo on her ass. I look closer to see that the tattoo was of a lipstick mark. What the hell happened? I never thought Megan would ever entertain the idea of getting tattoo. Maybe she really was trashed. Still, I decided to leave her to sleep for now. I didn't have time to annoy her, even if I have earned it, but I did have enough time to shoot Anastasia a photo and a text:

'wtf happened?'

With that I headed to work I doubted I'd get an answer to my question anytime soon. If Megan is any sign, Anastasia was also pretty fucked up from last night. I figured that Megan would miss college today, something she couldn't afford to do, less she was willing to give up her degree. As much as I doubted that, I also doubted she was willing to get a tattoo up until this morning.

As I noodled around the office, I eventually got the text I was dying for:

'soooo basically Meg and I went out for drinks and got wasted last night and the next thing I kno im sucking the dickk of some guy tattoooing megan LOL'

'did she wanna get one?'

'with a bit of encouragement ;) do u lik it papi?'

'i love it'

'good u doing anything rn???'

'just work'

'OMG u need a vacation'

'i sure do'

'how long of a lunch break do u hav?'

'u sure ur up for it?'

'yeah i can make it work'

'perfect c u then Papi'

With a smile, I put away my phone. The next hour dragged much like last night did, but once my lunch break rolled around, I had a spring in my step as I headed for Anastasia's apartment.