Dormant Desires

As I drifted off to sleep, I recounted the events from the last several hours. I'd flown in to see Allegra earlier that day, desperately needing a vacation from work. She'd been gracious enough to let me stay with her while I unwound and relaxed a little. When the plane landed, I found myself at the baggage belt, watching it go 'round and 'round with no sign of my luggage. After asking around, I discovered that the bags were somewhere halfway across the country. Great. The airline DID promise to have them shipped to me as soon as possible, though I was told this could still take a few days. Fantastic.

Naturally, Allegra asked why I hadn't brought any luggage. I sighed and explained what had happened. "It's because of things like this that I need a break in the first place."

She laughed a little and told me not to worry about it. "We'll still have a good time, I promise. We'll figure something out until your bags show up."

The drive back to her place was short and I finally allowed myself to relax. The evening had progressed somewhat uneventfully, and at last it was time to get some sleep. "You better get some rest... I know you've had a long week. You could probably use a good night's sleep." She led me to the guest room and told me to make myself comfortable. I glanced around at the pink walls and bed set. There's a distinctly feminine feel to the room, but I decided to look past this. What difference does it make anyway?

"Allegra, thanks so much for letting me stay here. I'm really glad we were able to do this."

"Don't mention it, I'm glad too. It's nice to have the company. By the way, you can use the guest bath in the morning. There are some fresh towels in the linen closet, so help yourself."

We said our good nights and I closed the door. Within minutes, I'd sunk deeply into the pink sheets and was fast asleep. It ended up being some of the best sleep I'd enjoyed in a long time.

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The next morning, I rolled over and out of bed, feeling really great about everything. Hell, I even forgot about the luggage. The sun was just starting to peek in through the windows; still early I guess. I found the linen closet Allegra had mentioned and opened it to find a collection of pink bath towels. I smiled...