Boss doesn’t forgive mistakes.
It’s almost ten o’clock, there’s a mountain of things to do, and I’m… naked in some hotel room!..
And I almost can’t remember anything.
How… Where… With whom?
Not bad on my part for the alumni get-together, huh!
“Ada?!” the boss called me.
It can’t be!
Is it a dream?
But the boss looked awake and was crumpling in his fist a snow-white bedsheet with drops of my blood.
“How are you going to explain this?” he shook the sheet. “I’m in the same bed with you. Were you… a virgin?”
Contains profanity.