It was not a big room, and she needed some time and space to herself. A lot had happened in the last twelve hours. Less than twelve hours, in fact. The men could all just wait until she was finished. She groaned when she glanced in the mirror and saw how wild her hair looked, so she began by shampooing it and conditioning it twice before moving on to wash the rest of herself. Some of her muscles felt stiff and overused in the most carnal way imaginable. Standing under the hot water helped soothe them, too. But finally she knew she needed to get out, get dried, and get to work. She had to make it look as if it were an ordinary day. When her stomach rumbled, she thought of breakfast, and realized that having put off shopping all week, today it was something she really needed to do. There were a few slices of bread left, which she’d intended to have for her own breakfast, but she was almost certain there weren’t four, and she was also fairly sure one slice of toasted bread wouldn’t be enough breakfast for a man.
