I realized that he must’ve gone upstairs to get in bed with his girlfriend while still completely naked from our encounter! I quickly got dressed and started to straighten the room up. I folded his clothes and left them on a chair.
Then I got the hell out of there and went home. Later the same day around noon I got a call from him. He said he must’ve blacked out because he didn’t remember anything from the night before. His girlfriend told him he had come up to bed completely naked, and he had gotten sick after lying down in bed. He even mentioned finding his clothes folded on the chair downstairs. He asked me if I remembered anything – I lied and said ‘No’. When that phone call ended, my mind started racing with more and more questions.
