Her nails drag against my back. Her legs wrap tightly around my waist. She looks up at me and watches me with wonder as I come inside her for third...no, fourth time...

These are the last images I have after rounds two, three, and yes, even four with Cyndi last night. If the first time didn't surprise me enough, the next few times certainly blow me away.

But the first thing I think about when I finally come to in the morning isn't when are we going to do this again, it's why am I'm being shoved out of my bed?

I open my eyes and realize I'm not even in my own damn bed, I turn over just in time to get an elbow straight to the eye. "Jesus fucking Christ," I groan, sharp pain lancing through my head. I'm no doctor but my eyeball feels as though it might very well fall out of its socket.

"Oh my God, Pet, I mean, Petros. I'm so, so sorry," Cyndi whispers behind me, her words rushing together. "But you gotta get the hell out of here."

There's a loud knock at the door and we both freeze. "Miss Burton? Your step-mother is on her way," says one of the staff from the other side of the door. "Are you up?"

Even though I am pretty sure I've just gone blind in one eye, I roll toward Cyndi to get another good look before I have to run. Mmm, just a beautiful and delicious-looking as last night. The bottom half of her is wrapped up in the silk sheets but the top half is on full display for my viewing pleasure. Her fleshy caramel globes jiggle as she slides out of the bed behind me. There's an image I might gladly never get out of my mind.

Cyndi pulls out a soft white robe from her closet, quickly wraps herself in it, She walks around to the other side of the bed where I'm still sitting, grinning at her. "You need to go."

"Okay, okay. I'm going," I say as she shoos me off her bed, firmly pushing me toward the window facing the gardens. "Now wait just a moment."

She shakes her head, throwing the curtains wide open. She yanks on the stubborn window sash, cursing to herself. "There's no other way out. Help me, Petros!"

I angle my shoulder underneath to help her, still completely stark naked. Hopefully no one outside sees our little scene.

Cyndi tries to shove me out the window. I brace myself, looking at her as if she's gone completely crazy. "Where am I supposed to go?" I glance down at the flattened rooftop a couple of feet below where my legs hang. It wouldn't be too hard to shimmy down the side of the palace, although naked is a different story. "And what of my clothes?"

She mumbles something about me being a giant baby, and dashes for something of mine before tossing it out the window before me. "There. Now go!"

"May I have a kiss?" I say but she rolls her eyes and hisses and gives me a slap.

If literally anyone else trying to shove me out of my own home, I'd have a hell of a lot more to say about it. Cyndi's embarrassed panic only makes me laugh to myself. Plus, it would be so awkward to be discovered in my soon-to-be sister-in-law's room naked.