Late

Paula woke up again around 6 PM. She was dizzy, she checked her phone but her battery died. She was thirsty and hungry. She got out of bed and went downstairs to make some coffee and order food. Jack will be hungry when he gets home.

She was dressed in her silky sleeping shorts and an oversized white shirt.

While the coffee was brewing she noticed a pile of her clothes on the floor - from last night. She picked it up, it was dry now. But full of white stains of hardened semen. The pictures came back at her. Jack standing in the distance, looking at her fucking a stranger. Taking her home while another man's seed drip down her wet slit.

She realized that he should have been home by now. She went for her phone - he texted her that he'll be late. She tried to call him, but the line was busy.

She went back down, threw the pile of clothes into the washing machine and ordered some food.

Time passed, the food came, she ate alone and swiped through social networks. She had a headache that she tried taking care of with an Advil and a glass of wine.

She fell asleep on the couch. That's where Jack found her.