Suitable Bags of Flesh

Chapter 35 (part 2)

Betts’s head was tucked under her arms as she slept on her side, half curled, and almost hugging herself in a fetal position. The window was open for most of the cleaning he did but had to close it again when he opened the air conditioner when he saw that Betts was sweating so much that she moved around her sleep.

The bed sheets have been changed three times since she slept on the bed, and on all occasions, it was due to her swearing profusely and the few times he had awoken with wet discharge from both their crotches. He didn’t know what to think about experiencing “wet dreams” for both of them when, firstly, he doesn’t seem to recall ever dreaming of anything sensual. His mind is black and blank with surety because since the start of the incident he hasn’t closed his eyes without seeing himself stay in what he knows as a dream-like world.

He knows that Betts also experiences this type of thing because as they sleep, his dream self would feel her presence. Whether it was close by or