The Erotic Adventures of a Bride-To-Be

Brenna’s first conscious thought was of the pain in her head.

Immediately, her brain changed directions and went back to sleep, hoping that relief would be found there. She was spared for a few minutes, before the sunlight came in her bedroom window and hit her square on the face. If she had any energy, she would pull down the shade, but she had none.

She tried to roll over… Trying to descend into the soft fluffy world of her bed, where her hangover would not exist. But it was no use. She heard the creaking of floorboards. The muttering of voices. The banging of the heater pipes. The scent of coffee brewing, giving her the only pleasure. But the reality of the smell, opened up her mind to the truth… She was awake.

Her next thought was, “Ow!”

Brenna tried to remember the details of the previous evening. Her cousins and best friends all had decided to take her to the bars. She remembered all of them flirting with guys and bartenders to get free drinks. Trying a drink called a Mojito for most of the night, instead of her usual Apple Martini, though she remembered having a few of those as well.

“Aunt Laura! Can I see if Brenna’s awake?” came the shout from her twelve year old niece, Christy.

“Well, she’s got to get up soon. The appointment is in two hours,” came the reply from her mother, with a little bit of stress in her voice.

Appointment? Reality was settling in. It was Saturday. So she didn’t have to go to work today.

Sigh of relief. What appointment was her mother talking about?

Before any calculations could be made, her bedroom burst open.