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*BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!*

The harsh buzzing of Sabrina's alarm clock woke the brown haired sleeping beauty from her slumber. Laying face down on the bed she brushed her hair out of her face as she saw the 7:00am flashing away on her nightstand. She reached over and after the second swipe managed to hit snooze mode. With a groan she pushed herself into a kneeling position.

She was immediately aware of two things. First was that she was still wearing the hoodie from last night... and nothing else. She had mixed feelings about that. The memories of her late night streaking hit her over the head, giving rise to a sudden flush of embarrassment as she realised what she'd done. On the other hand, she was aware of what she was wearing and that it was inappropriate, and that was a massive improvement over her previous morning.

The second thing she was aware of was that her bedsheet was stuck to her thigh. She smelled of sex and after gently peeling away the sheet she realised that her post-orgasm clean up had not been as thorough as she had thought.

Sabrina stood and surveyed the clothing scattered around her room. Her shoes were laying near her bedroom door while her sweatpants were strewn not far from them. Her usual pyjamas - her shorts and t-shirt - were crumpled next to the shoes where she'd unceremoniously dropped them. She wrinkled her nose disdainfully as she realised she was going to have to get dressed over her dry cum, take a shower, then put the soiled garments back on to walk back to her bedroom.

Unless...

Sabrina unlocked her bedroom door and eased it open just a little. She placed one eye into the gap and surveyed a slither of hallway outside. It was empty. Quiet. Downstairs she could hear the sounds of breakfast, of spoons clinking gently against cereal bowls and of orange-juiced filled glasses bonking against the surface of the table. She was fairly certain she was alone upstairs right now.

Sabrina retrieved her sleepwear and opened the door fully. She stepped out into the hallway and - bottomless from the waist down - moved quickly but stealthily towards the bathroom.