Mike slept as well as he had in ages. So well in fact that he slept through lunch, and nearly through supper. He tossed fitfully in his sleep, dreaming again. He was being chased by a little horde of walking breasts. They were chanting something at him.
"Mike."
"Mike!"
"MIKE!" Emma finally smacked him in the face lightly, "Wake up."
"I SWEAR TO GOD I DIDN'T f**k HER," Mike yelled, as he sat bolt upright in bed. He looked around. He was covered with a sheet. Sarah must have come in earlier to check on him. He would have started to drift back into the haze and thought about what had happened between them, but there was someone else in his bed at that moment, laughing her ass off. He could hear the voice in his head giggling uncontrollably, as well.
Emma was rolling around on his bed nex
