Slow awakening

You wake up slowly the next day. It is late in the day, nearly 12 pm by time you awaken and you still feel exhausted.

"Ugh... was that a dream?" you wonder to yourself as you look around. Your on the ground, as you presume you collapsed when you wrote your name in the book.

The book!

You thought back. No way that was real. Or if it was, oh my god was it wrong.

You **** Louisa to orgasm, twice. You just hoped she wasn't aware. You rub your eyes as you yawn and feel a pain in your back. You go downstairs and pour a bowl of cheerios.

God, it felt so good in Louisa's body, but it was so wrong. Some weird morality complex. Wait... where is the book anyways? You gasp and dash upstairs, looking for the book.

You frantically look around. You were honestly waiting for a call from Louisa at any time, but that wasn't your concern. This book is all powerful and you didn't want it in the wrong hands.