Relaxed

When he awoke, Samson noticed the lighting in the room had improved substantially. He could finally see the park scene out the windows, but his attention was quickly diverted to Dasha. The delightful blonde was sitting on a nearby loveseat engrossed in a book.

As he considered whether to invent a new form of sex to take her again, Samson heard a knock on the door to the Cigar Room. Dasha's relaxed posture suddenly tightened as reality sank back in. She looked to Samson, her eyes bordering on panicked.