Just then, a knock sounded on the

door.

"Mmmm...Bruno... someone's knocking..

Beauty moaned.

Bruno responded by mumbling something inaudible while feasting on her breasts.

"Bruno... Bruno!"

Beauty called, louder this time.

Bruno's eyes snapped open, his breathing still heavy, his hands clutching the pillow as if it were her.

He was lying on the bed, fully dressed, he looked over the beds; he was alone.

He was lying on his bed, fully dressed.

Turning towards the door, he saw Beauty and her friend talking, then both paused and gazed at him.

Beauty looked like she had a lot of questions; she was also dressed in pajamas.

"Was it a dream?"...