Another day... another achievement...
A brand new day for our gooner hero, who officially graduated from being a gooner virgin to a gooner chad...
What a lucky son of a bitch...
Rick woke up to a strange warmth and the realization that he wasn't alone. "Who said that!?"
"Mmmmm... must've been the wind." His eyes opened slowly as they got used to the soft morning light that came through the silk curtains of the pavilion.
The first thing he saw was Sylvia's face, which was calm and peaceful as she slept. Her red and gold hair spread across the pillow like living flames.
"A-Ahh... yeah... I fucking forgot about this..."
She had her arm wrapped around his chest in a possessive way, and one of her legs was tangled with his under the furs. Both of them were naked, and the memories of what had happened the night before came flooding back.
