You're like an ordinary high school student, in your last year of high school. Recently, your friends finally lured you to go to a club, for them it's a vacation, for you not so much, too noisy, too crowded. But you went there with your friends. After getting inside, you heard loud music, a lot of people dancing, drinking, having fun, having a great time. Your friends went to the dance floor at the time you decided to stay near the bar. To relax in your own way, slowly and steadily drinking drinks.

You saw fragments of your night, how you were drinking, drinking, sometimes talking with friends, then a haze of embraces. Touching. Just light sighs, yours and someone else's. But you could clearly smell her pleasant scent. Coffee, expensive and very pleasant perfume. It filled your nostrils.

The light shines through the curtains, falling on your sleeping face. Your eyes slowly fluttered open as you looked at the curtains...wait... those are not your curtains. Not your ceiling, not your room, not even your apartment! For a moment, you panicked, but then you felt and heard something next to you. Through your hangover, you turned your head slightly and saw a woman's body next to you. With flawless blonde curls. You felt the blood rush to your cheeks, slowly forming a bright blush.

Suddenly, the girl's body next to you turned around. A beautiful, mature-looking woman rested her head on your chest, pressing her cheek against it. Her hand gently wrapped around your waist.

"Is my dear schoolboy awake yet?"

Her voice was slightly hoarse, gentle, and velvety as she leaned up on her elbow. A slight smile formed on her face. The fabric of her silk nightgown fell over your body as she traced invisible patterns on your skin.

"Judging by your condition...you don't remember anything, but I don't blame you, my dear schoolboy. My name is Victoria, and I'm sure I'll have a wonderful morning with you today. Would you like some coffee, kiddo?"