"Yep that's her. They were kissing and it was gross. She's a witch you know," I heard a familiar little voice whispering in front of me.
I opened my eyes.
Carrie-Anne stood there she must be about 5 years old and was holding hands with another kid aged about 3. A little boy with brown hair and blue eyes. He was staring at me and as reality started to kick in I remembered that I was naked in Shane's bed and there were kids in the room staring at me.
Hold on where was he?
I looked across to the other side of the bed and it was empty. My heart fell.
"Shane's gone to work," Carrie-Anne announced. "He didn't want to wake you up and he said if I come in here and wake you up, he'll put ten monsters in my bed."
The little boy shuddered at the thought.
"You won't tell him will you?" she asked as she suddenly realised the consequences of her actions.
"No but I will, now get out and leave her alone." Sandy was standing at the door.
"Why are you sleeping in Shane's bed?" Carrie-Anne asked with a frown.
"Mind your own business and get out," Sandy told her.
Carrie-Anne ignored her completely.
"You've got a poorly," she said pointing at some bruises and scratches I'd obviously got from the hair pulling sess yesterday. She gasped in shock like something awful had just happened. For a moment I thought that she knew 'exactly' what I had been doing there and I braced myself for last nights look of disgust and gagging noises. "Was there in a monster in your bed?" Carrie-Anne asked with all seriousness and hugged the little boy close to her protectively, both their eyes widened in horror.
"Yes but I ate him all up," I replied. Too right I did... the morning fog was lifting from my mind and I was getting some pretty good flash backs. Better than blu-ray!
"Get out!" Sandy commanded.
"Owww," Carrie-Anne moaned and dropped her bottom lip, tugged at the little boys hand to move him along and left through the patio doors.
"Sorry about that," Sandy said.
"It's ok," I replied.
She smiled, the 'I know you been shagging smile' and said "Well... naked under there are we... or are these somebody else's clothes scattered around the floor?"
I sat up with the quilt covering my naked chest to see what she was referring too. There were no clothes scattered over the floor.... What was she on about... hold on where we're my clothes.
I heard her dirty little laugh. She was such a wind up. "Don't worry they're on the chair over there." And pointed to an arm chair next to a desk.
Then I remembered the whole 'Lets get some ice' thing between her and Gary.
"You can talk Mother Theresa, you ain't exactly looking so virtuous yourself this morning. Something tells me you were getting your freak on with Gary last night. What base did you get too?"
"I'd say the same as you by the looks of things," she said brazenly.
"What ahhhhh," I squealed all girlie. I was so happy for her... for them!
"Yeah it was phenomenal... the best ever..... Ahhhhhh! Oh my god I have been dying to tell someone," she squealed as she bounced onto the bed.
"Ahhhhh," I screamed and hugged her.
"So what happened, you went to get some ice and then you melted it?" I teased.
"Basically yeah. I was trying to give you and Shane some time alone. We went to get the kitchen to get some ice and I put the bucket under the ice dispenser on the fridge. Gary was with me and I got all nervous, pressed the water button instead of ice and it splashed freezing cold water all over me. Gary got a towel and I started to rub my top dry and next thing he pushed me against the fridge and kissed me. Before I knew it I was ripping his clothes off like a woman possessed and... well all I can say is don't eat off any of those surfaces today."
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