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  “Oh bolux,” Harry said when woke up the next morning and realized there was another person in the bed next to him. It took another few minutes for the realization to sink in that the body next to him belonged to Susan, then brunette he had met in the bar the previous afternoon and he privately lambasted himself for letting things get this far. One night stands had never really been his thing and he’d always been so careful about avoiding such encounters.

  He then flung himself flat on his back and stared up at the pristinely white ceiling and wondered how many elicit encounters had occurred under it. The body next to him stirred as Susan began to wake up and Harry braced himself for the barrage of wrathful verbal missile that would inevitably soon be fired in his direction. Seconds later Susan bolt upright and momentarily starred right had Harry’s face.

  “I told you I don’t normally do this sort of thing,” Harry said by way of preemptive apology.

  “But you could’ve at least told me,” Susan said as she pulled the bed clothes tightly around herself to cover her body as a sense of violation and embarrassment suddenly filled her being.

  “I'm sorry, I didn’t mean to,” Harry said truly apologetic with what had happened then previous night.

  “Look I don’t know what sort of game you’re playing, but I think it's best if we never mention this again or even see each other again,” she said starring fixedly at the opposite wall and forcing herself not to look at Harry. “Look I know a lot of women aren’t like that,” she said trying to hide the revulsion she felt at the thought of what they’d done, “but I wouldn’t have minded if you’d only told me.”

  “You didn’t object too much last night,” Harry said not able to hide the sense of deep regret he was now feeling.

  “But you should’ve told me first,” Susan said. “Please don’t say anything else,” she then added as a small tear formed in the corner of her eye. Susan wiped this away with the duvet and then flung it aside and got off the bed quickly and decidedly. She then dressed in silence with her back facing the bed where Harry was still lying. When she was dressed sufficiently be to be decent, Susan then stormed out of the room and strode quickly down the corridor trying not to look as if she were in a hurry and definitely without looking back.

  Harry just lay there in the bed for what seemed like hours wondering what he should now and how he should deal with this himself. Eventually he decided to try to forget it himself, it wasn’t as if he had meant for things to go that far, and events had just gotten out of hand before he could stop them.