I woke disoriented, my eyes opening slowly trying to remember who and where I was. I looked around and remembered finally. I was with my friends safe and sound in their house. My eyes adjusted to the darkness and I slowly crept from my bed to go to the bathroom and go into the kitchen to get a drink of orange juice. He was sitting on the couch, watching a movie of some sort.
I smiled at him and walked in unsteadily as I was still half asleep. I grabbed a blanket out from under the coffee table in the corner and came to sit down on the floor next to the couch. I leaned my head back against the cushion and reached my hand up for one of his, my security in a way. I found myself starting to slip back towards sleep as I felt his hands start to massage my shoulders, I focused on this because this was one of my most favorite things to have done to me. I reached for his other hand and brought it gently across my face. I moistened my lips and felt his fingertips with my tongue. Again he brushed his fingers across my lips and this time I took one of his fingers into my mouth and began to lap at it gently.