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(Her Secret Fantasy, continued by Ho...)

You finally get your shit together and realize you probably went too far with the tied up fantasy. You carefully untie Rachel, who’s passed out.

You gag several times and are close to vomiting again as you reach her upper body after freeing her legs. You finish untying her arms and go to lift her up, but there is so much vomit on her your grip slips and she falls back into the vomit covered bed with a loud squelch.

The smell is so bad it makes you toss your cookies again. This time, instead of spilling the contents of your stomach on her chest, you yak all over her face.

You finally get her to the bathtub and get her in. After turning on the shower and positioning the spray over her you get the bed cleaned up.

You return to find Rachel has regained consciousness and is crying. She sees you and cringes. You take another step in her direction and she starts to scream at the top of her lungs. Even after you back up her screams continue.

You retreat to the living room and eventually she stops screaming. You decide maybe it’s a good idea for you to leave for a while. You go get dinner at your favorite pub and drink beer. It’s hours before you realize you are completely drunk.

You pay the tab and drive home, weaving back and forth. “Someone needs to fix this road!” you think to yourself. Miraculously you make it home and only smash your front bumper into the light pole in front of your parking spot.

When you get inside, Rachel is nowhere to be found. Apparently she packed up all her possessions minus the furniture and left.

You never hear from her again.

The End

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