Aubrey
I have been awake for a while, but can’t move. Everett’s hold on me is too firm. Any time I tried to move, it seemed to tighten. I don’t know why. He doesn’t seem to realize he is doing it since he is sound asleep. I really need to pee. I try again but fail.
“Aubrey, why do you keep moving?” he whines.
“Because I need to use the restroom.”
“Then why don’t you use it? What is stopping you?”
He really doesn’t know how tightly he is holding on to me.
“Your hold is too strong for me to get out of.” I snicker.
“s**t, sorry.” He replies and quickly lets go of me.
I laugh and rush to the bathroom. I couldn’t have waited much longer. I will return to bed because it is still early, six in the morning. Another hour or so sounds like a good plan. I do what I need in the bathroom
