Well enough, but...

You begin to dream about the events leading up to your brush with ****. The dream doesn't end when you passed out. You instead begin to dream about what your rescuer might have done. After a few scenarios play out, you find yourself awake, staring at Kasumi's ceiling. The room is completely dark, save for the moonlight coming in through a window. As you get your bearings, you realize that your throat is completely parched. You grope around in the darkness trying to find the cup Kasumi left for you. Using the shape of the water jug to guide you, you finally manage to grab the cup. You fill it up, and down it immediately. Dissatisfied with the size of the cup, you hoist the jug, and begin drinking from it directly. After downing about a third of the water, you put the jug down, satisfied. As you prepare to go back to sleep, you hear a faint sound. Listening intently, you realized that it seems to be labored breathing, coming from behind a door. You slowly get up, and creep over to the door, careful not to trip on anything in the darkness. Pressing your ear to the door, you hear what sounds like Kasumi's heavy breathing. Curious, and slightly worried, you crack the door open, peering inside. You see the outline of Kasumi's form through her blankets, her back towards you. You see movement beneath her covers, and hear a rustling. You stare, slowly realizing what's happening. You feel guilty intruding on your host's privacy like this, particularly for such a private act, but the thought of Kasumi pleasuring herself under the covers is irresistible. You watch intently, imagining Kasumi playing with her pussy beneath the sheets, and quickly find yourself at full mast. Your free erection reminds you once again of your nakedness, and makes the situation feel simultaneously more wrong, and more erotic. Your morals winning out, you go to close the door, but as you ease it closed, you hear a mumble of "...John, please..." It takes all you have not to begin masturbating on the spot. You finish closing the door, and go back to the futon laid out for you on the floor. You try to go back to sleep, but can't stop imagining Kasumi in the next room. As the sound of her breathing fades, you finally begin to relax, and fall back asleep.