Chapter 133
- The thump of the front door pulled Andre from the depths of sleep and a really hot dream. He stretched and enjoyed the tingles going through his body. He opened his eyes, and they immediately began tracing the thin cracks in the cheap plaster above as he thought of how Cassandra hated it. He sighed.
- He looked down and saw he'd kicked the sheets off. He also noticed he was at full mast and poking straight up.
- SHIT!