Waking up, I reached for my right side, where no Henry was.
Instead, I touched a piece of paper.
Raising my head in a daze to look at the paper, I saw exactly four big red hearts drawn on it.
Ha!
In addition, if the message wasn't clear enough, there were arrows under each heart, pointing to a '4' at the bottom.
How fucking romantic.
I groaned and let myself fall back again, closing my eyes and listening for Henry's whereabouts.
He was apparently showering in the cursed bathroom, so I stopped the superhearing to give him some privacy.
I stalled for a few minutes before forcing myself into the bathroom.
First, I brushed my teeth with half-closed eyes, then washed my face, and finally reached for the black box and lube on top of the mirror.
What a nice routine.
Towel on the floor, and then pulling the fourth silicone thing out of the partly covering foam—revealing the mystery length of the day.
"Damn it." It was really longer than yesterday's.
