Daggers of Love

A Sensual Morning

Peter’s Perspective

When I woke up the next day, I was a happy man. Remembering yesterday’s events brought back my cheerful mood, casting a warm glow on my morning. I even had a very nice dream about Angelica and me, a dream I hope will come to pass one day.

It’s the first time since Sandra’s arrival that I had a good night's sleep. It’s the first night I didn’t have to be kept awake by Sandra’s screams at night.

Night after night, I spent trying to drift off to sleep while Alex was making love to Sandra, or better stated, banging her like a drum. Their lovemaking consisted of incessant slapping of body parts, accompanied by loud moans and groans that kept me awake. Later, I realized that Sandra's loud moans were deliberate, and she was taunting me.

If last night was like every other night, then I definitely didn’t hear them because I was happy in wonderland. I stood up from bed and made my way to the bathroom to brush my teeth.

It was a bit embarrassing sometimes in the morning, waki