The Black Sun

Am I a slut?

I stubbornly kept my eyes closed as a groan left my lips, no matter how much my bladder begged me to go and relieve it of the burden,am not going to wake up, not now. Maybe two hours later but not now.I knew once I opened my eyes I couldn't go back to sleep.

Just one hour more bladder then I will go and pee.

I mentally begged my bladder to hold on a little longer.

Five minutes later my bladder was threatening to bust, I let out another groan but still lied on the bed refusing to wake up. I mean it can't be that bad to wet the bed right?

Yeah except you have to endure the smell or buy another mattress with the money you don't have.

My inner self reminded me.

I could always sun dry it and find a way to get rid of the smell. I comforted myself.

And announce to the whole world at you still wet the bed at 22?

Meanwhile you won't be able to sleep on a wet bed and you will have to wake up anyway.

I groaned and peeled my eyes open.I ran to the bathroom and let out a sigh of relief once I was done with my business.I dragged my self back to bed feeling very tired. Dancing never makes me feel this tired unless...

My eyes darted to the room I was currently sitting in, it was not my room, I don't know why I didn't realize that the minute I found the bathroom in the room.My chest constricted as if someone was sitting on it, before my mind could conjure up any more bad thoughts,my eyes landed on a note on the table besides the bed. I grabbed it and read it

Vee I had a great time last night and I appreciate your help. Check your overseas account I left you a small gift
If you still don't remember, it's the Nigerian you slept with.

Well having one night stand with a hot guy can't be as bad as being kidnapped. I just wished I could remember how it was but judging from how I was really tired and the tingling feeling between my legs I  must have been thoroughly screwed.I chuckled

Not bad

Wait!What is that he was saying about my overseas account? How did he even know I had one? Ooh I have a loose mouth when drunk I must have told him, I wonder if a told him the story of my life before or after we had sex.

I hate how I can't just shut up, drink and vomit like other people, I just have to talk alot, laugh and be horny.
I shook my head to get rid of the thoughts trying to focus on something else. I took out my phone and decided to look at my account balance just Incase.

A gasp left my mouth, I failed to pick up my mouth from the ground as my eyes bulged from my head unable to believe what I was seeing.

No way

I snapped my mouth shut before I could start drooling

My account that had nothing yesterday, absolutely nothing now had 100,000 dollars in it.That is more than ten million Kenyan shillings. I rubbed my eyes trying to get rid of the sleep in my eyes maybe I was seeing things. I counted the zeros five times but the number didn't change. A squeal left my mouth as I jumped up and down not caring that I was in a hotel room.

Wait did I just get paid for sleeping with somebody?Did the man mistake
me for a slut? What's with people thinking am a hooker nowadays!