Back to CC
I woke up at 6.30 am as the sun broke through above the rooftops but I dare not move in case I disturbed CC.
We had not gone to bed until about 2.30 a.m. and that wasn’t to sleep. We smoked, talked, made love, smoked and talked a lot more. So why was I awake again now?
I looked over the room, which was strewn with our clothes, one big mirror leaning again the far wall and a large painting of a purple sunset. What a mess we lived in but somehow I had never noticed it.
CC turned over and opened her eyes. “Are you awake darling” She said her French accent.
“No. Yes. Not really. I don’t know am I awake?” I gave her a kiss on the cheek and turned over. My god I wasn’t even sure if I was awake or was this all a strange dream. My head was thumping, I was smoking too much, hardly eating and having sex day and night.
This was heaven and we could do what we want, when we want and how often. How long could we live like this?
I put a pillow back over my head and tried to sleep before we hit the next day’s activities. All I could hear was the blood rushing through my head mixed with pure adrenalin and I felt totally pumped. This wasn’t working and made me feel anxious, lonely and nervous.
“I’m awake CC” and I reached over, climbed on top and shared her warm side of the bed.
Next thing I knew it was 1.00 pm the afternoon and our day had begun.
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