Darcy woke up and stretched. She felt odd. Her face felt tight as if there was a facial mask on it. She also had something tight on one her lower body. She sat up and lifted the covers up off of her. She gasped.
She wore a tight black t-shirt that was cut off just below her belly button, and printed on the shirt in shiny silver letters was "I [heart] Bukkake!" Below that, she wore a pair of skimpy leather shorts. Darcy then noticed there were stains on the shirt. Her eyes went wide. She leaped out of bed and headed for her vanity mirror.
When she looked at her face, she screamed. It was covered in dried semen, and there were stiff patches in her hair where semen had dried.
The last thing she remembered last night was getting ready for bed at 10:00.
Thu Mar 15 19:01:53 2012