I daydream for an hour or two before falling asleep. Jinzo’s room is dark and quiet well before mine, so I decide it’s in my best interest to sleep and not sneak into his room and have my way with him. That would be creepy and wrong, but it does lead to some great fantasies.
My whole body jerks, and I emit a muffled ‘no’ right before I wake at a few hours past midnight. My forehead prickles with sweat, and I have a wad of sheets in my fists, but I haven’t soaked the bed. Thank God. I don’t want rumors spreading about me through the cleaning staff about how I’m unclean or leave the bed linens a sopping mess.