Walk Away

The best way to describe how you're feeling is like a teenager experiencing his first hangover. Did I really just sleep with a man? The realization hits you like the first shot of absinthe.

WTF is wrong with you? You actually want to puke! What would your friends say if they found out? What would your father say? You shudder, the thought too discomforting.

You pull on your clothes and get out of there, only just remembering to leave the key to that silly device you tortured Bob with. You're determined to forget everything. Everything!