XXXmas Party Night: Leah had yet another nightmare of someone coming into the room....

Yet another man entered the room looking for a place to stay. Leah was asleep, and black-out drunk on the bed still.

“Donna?” he asked. The sleeping form on the bed certainly didn’t look like his wife. The form on the bed was a lithe figure with the perfect curves—not the hippopotamus shape of his Donna. He saw now that it was Miss Williams.

He heard Leah snoring softly, or rather breathing loudly not quite a proper snore. He looked around and slowly closed the door and locked it as quietly as he could. He was so aroused from earlier in the night when he had leered at some of the prettier teachers and of course Miss Williams…perhaps the best-looking woman in the school.

She was passed out drunk. He shook her gently as he stood over her in the bed. He wanted to see if she was ****…though he told himself he was just trying to wake her up of course—to make sure she was okay or some excuse. Leah didn’t stir at all.