A beautiful awakening.

Jane felt warm and peaceful. Was she at the beach? Her body was nude and covered with sweat. No, not the beach. Somewhere better.

She opened her eyes and saw her gently rotating ceiling fan. It was beautiful.

"Glad to have you back." A velvety voice spoke from the foot of her bed. It was Ryan! Suddenly everything came rushing back to her. The metro stop, the conversation, the massage, oh god, the massage!

"What happened?" She purred.

"As I expected, you passed out. It was a bit much for you, I'm afraid."

Jane giggled drunkenly. "I'm not afraid, and I don't think it was too much at all. I'm ready for another round anytime." God, she felt nice. Not the intense indescribable ecstasy of oh god that massage, but a deep contented glow, a radiating tranquility coming from her core.

"We'll get to that, but I need to try a few other things first."

She smiled reflexively. "Like what?"