Waking up.

"Good morning," Chloe's voice wakes you. You're groggy, still trying to figure out why she's in your room, Wait, this isn't my room, where am I?

"Take this," She says, handing you a pill and glass of orange juice as you sit up, "You slept in, but after everything that happened yesterday, I figured you needed the sleep."

Throwing the pill into your mouth, you quickly wash it down with the glass of orange juice. When you start to stand, you're aware of a sticky wetness between your legs, combined with a bit of pain as your sensitive lady bits rub against themselves. You wince, spreading your legs to alleviate the pain, but quickly close them again when you feel a thick wetness oozing out of your pussy.

When you look at Chloe, she gives you a sympathetic look, "Your sisters were pretty rough with you," She says, "Take it easy today, you'll start feeling better in the next day or two. Reaching out, she gives you a little hug, one hand resting protectively over your belly, right above where you feel sore, "You're going to be ok."

She kisses the side of your head, then pulls away, "Make yourself at home, I need to go to my class, then I'll be headed to work. See you this evening."

Heading for the door, she turns to give you one final wave before leaving.