Blonde

My eyes open.
I'm in a college dorm room.

Her blonde hair is splayed out across my chest and she's sleeping quietly curled up next to me.
She turns and nuzzles her head against my arm and the last thing I remember is a shot and a beer and something about dropping her off at her car but it's not the truth and she and I both know it and we both know we have bought the ticket and now we have to finish the ride that began inexorably since the first time we met.

We fool around and she's tight and she's wet and her hips are grinding into me begging for release and the touch of a man and I'm late as fuck for work.
I step outside into the garish daytime light and the world is sharp and bright and my head feels like it has been hit with a hammer for the duration of my sleep.

I check my phone and my girlfriend has wished me a good day at work because I have this super important fucking meeting and I burn up the asphalt setting a land speed record and make it to work as I step into the meeting hungover and with that familiar feeling of woman on my dick and needing a shower but not having one. I take a deep breath and outline what's happening and what I expect to be done and that I am willing to walk away at any moment if things do not change.

I drop the mic and let it all hang in the air and bask in the supreme glare of it all.
Hold fast.