Kristen stirred and opened her eyes. She turned and saw the stranger sleeping next to her. She did not get to know his name and he doesn't know hers.

One thing she doesn't fail to do is not to give her name out in case her services are needed.

She rose halfway and stared at her dress heaped on the floor. She sighed and got down from the bed and headed into the bathroom to freshen up. On her way to the bathroom, her eyes met the wall clock and the time says 12:30 am. It's already Saturday morning.

She stood under the shower as the water washed every dirt on her skin

Her mind was somewhere else. Her evening went well in a way she did not expect and as it is now, she is feeling good more than expected.

She smiled at the memory of the past night.

Sleeping with a dude she never gets to know his name has been the craziest thing she has ever done.

Every one of her flings, she gets to know their names before anything can happen between them.

Wrapping the inn towel around her, she stepped out of the room and quickly dressed up, got a pen and paper by the lamp stance and scribbled something on the paper, picked the guy's clothes and dropped them on the bed beside him and left the room after closing the door behind him.

"Endeavor to wake him up in the morning"

Kristen said to the front desk attendant when she got to the desk, the attendant smiled.

"Alright, ma'am. Good morning to you"

Kristen nodded and left.

She walked past the clubhouse and found all the lights out. Seeing the state of the club, you won't believe that this is a place that is rowdy every night, especially Friday nights.

She shook her head and walked to her Bonbon, settled in, and drove off a moment later.

Her place is just fifteen minutes ride from the clubhouse.

The road was lonely and calm. This is not her first time being on the road by this time of the night, she does that always every week. Kristen is one fearless lady and nothing scares her. The morale she has got is unmatchable.

The radio was on and she was humming to the song playing as she drives at average speed.

Finally, she drove into her driveway and put off the engine after parking. She got down with her phone in her right hand and her car key in her left hand and walked unbothered towards her apartment.

She lives on the outskirts of Crystal Hills, a small town in Big Raven.

This place only houses a few people that want a quiet place and one of them is Kristen.

She has been here for five years after leaving home because her stepfather could not stop abusing her sexually.

Kristen told her mom severally but she would choose her husband over her and when she could not bear the shame, pain, and stigma, she left home and cut every tie with the family.

Her stepfather had raped her at fourteen and had continued to abuse her for complete three years. She left when she was seventeen and had loved on her own for five years but she never stopped having sex because she figured out that's the only thing that pleases and makes her feel good.

She doesn't believe in love and if you can give her sex without wanting an attachment, she is in for it.

Her sex addiction was a result of her stepfather's constant visits to her bed every night.

She hated sex at first because the stepfather would use her any way he likes. Sometimes, he forces her to watch porn and after that, forced her to practice what she watched but after she left home and became free, she could not do without sex and it has been like that.

Kristen never for a day regret the new her.

Kristen unlocked her door and stepped inside, flicked the light switch on and locked her door then stripped off every piece of clothing on her and lay on the cold tiles.

She did not mind how chilly the floor is and slept off immediately

Her night has been far spent.

*******

Frederick opened his eyes expecting to see the lady sleeping next time him but found her space empty.

"Maybe she is in the bathroom"

She thought and grunted. He lay straight for complete 30 seconds then stepped down from the bed.

He was completely naked, he looked around and found his clothes on the edge of the bed and quickly wore them.

He wanted to go see if she is actually in the bathroom or if she stepped out when he saw a paper

He unfolded the paper,

"Hi, I did not get to know your name. I am Kristen and these are my digits in case you want a repetition of last night. Good morning"

"She left?"

He asked, obviously not expecting an answer.

He was disappointed but a bit happy that he can at least reach her.

He folded the paper and put it in his back pocket.

He saw the wall clock and realized that it was still too early but regardless, he made up his mind to leave.

Last night was his best night ever and like she said, he would want a repetition of that but what if he wants more than just a night again?

He would see about that but first, he needs to get home.

He checked to see if he is forgetting anything and left afterwards.

The front desk attendant saw him and smiled,

"You are leaving already?"

"I am or do you want me to live here?"

The attendant chuckled,

"Of course, you can stay as long as you want"

Frederick did not get to him so he asked the attendant to explain.

"I meant you can stay for as long as you want because the room you slept in last night is been rented by the lady you spent the night with every year. It's more like her second home and you are not the first guy to sleep in that room, in fact, they are countless"

Frederick grabbed all that the guy said and shook his head. What he doesn't get is why the attendant is telling him all that.

"Thanks for the information"

Frederick said and left the inn.

The doorbell woke Frederick up and he hissed out loudly.

"Who the hell is disturbing my peace this morning?"

He grumpily said with his eyes still closed. He got home and went to bed due to tiredness.

The bell came again and he got down from the bed, picked his robe and threw it over his body, and took a long stroll out of his bedroom.

He rushed down the stairs and pulled the main door open after looking through the pinhole.

"You don't have to wake me up so early like this. What happened to your house?"

Larry pushed him away and got inside.

"Dude, you disappeared without a trace last night. I called you severally but no way so I had to come here to see if you are home or you have been killed by the black Devilish Angel"

Frederick frowned deeply, causing wrinkles on his forehead. He can't believe that Larry would be in his home as early as six to ask if he has been killed or is still alive. Understandably, Larry is looking out for him but he should have called again.

"I am alive though, next time, call the phone. I don't appreciate people waking me up early in the morning."

Frederick stated and walked to one of his couches to sit down.

Larry glared at him and walked to the bar to pour himself a drink.

Among all the four friends, Larry and Frederick have to be the closest, they are more like brothers and they look out for each other.

"Don't forget a glass for me"

Frederick yelled. Larry shook his head,

"I am sure you are not handicapped"

He said and walked to a couch to sit down with a glass of wine.

Frederick ignored his statement and closed his eyes then rested his head backward.

"Now that you have seen that I am okay, you can as well leave if you are done with your drink"

"Sorry bro I am not going anywhere until you tell me what happened last night, you owe me that for being worried about you"

"Larry, there is nothing to tell you."

"I hear you! Then be ready to house me all day because I am not leaving here without hearing it. You can't tell me you disappeared for nothing. What did the black witch do to you? I mean how did it go with her? Don't pretend as if you don't know what I am talking about"

Frederick chuckled and opened his eyes.

"We had sex, are you good now?"

Larry stilled and stared at Frederick,

"Are you for real? Where did you get a condom because I know you never carry one with you or did she come with one?"

Frederick narrowed his eyes at Larry and wondered who the hell he was at that moment. Larry is not bothered he had sex with a stranger but if he used a condom. Obviously, Larry expected him to have sex.

"Larry, I think we are done with this discussion. I need to freshen up. See yourself out if you are done"

Frederick said and stood up then walked upstairs.

Larry watched him leave and afterwards, smirked.

"You got whipped after all. She really got to you for you to have sex with someone you don't know, unlike you"

He said and drained the last drop of his wine, set the glass on the side stool then left the house.

Frederick Bushman lives alone in this big apartment of his. It was moderate enough for a bachelor like him. Although his girlfriends stay here with him but he is single now and for a long time he has been searching for Mrs. Right. No lady has even shared his view of life and he is afraid to settle down with someone who has nothing in common with him.

For five years he has lived in Big Raven, but his identity has been unknown. His friends knew little about him and he is not ready to disclose who he is to the world.

Every single person sees him as an average guy but he knows he is more than that.

Right under the shower, his mind would not stop wondering about the lady he met last night, how right last night felt.

He is not crazy but meeting someone who is crazy made him crazy and he doesn't know if it's a good thing.

"Kristen, I just hope that it wouldn't be sex only for us. I would want to know what else you can offer"

He said under the shower. His mind went to Larry and he wondered if he is gone. He chuckled, it's unbelievable that Larry had to come as early as this to know how his night went yesterday.

"Thanks, Larry. You have proven to me countless times that you are more than a brother to me. This friendship of ours will linger for a long time"

He said and turned off the shower then stepped out of the bathroom.

It's a Saturday morning and he had no plans on how to spend it. Maybe he would do something different, like looking for the Angel he spent the night with.

He walked out of the bathroom and walked straight to his huge crystal clear closet.

His room looked luxurious enough. There is a huge king-size bed in the middle of the room and a rug made of gold under the bed. It's in a way that the bed is on top of the rug

By the right end of the room, has a mini fridge and the left side has a huge portrait of him hanging on the wall.

The wall was painted blue and white horizontally and a painting of his parents was on the wall at the back of his closet. He wants no one to see it so he uses the closet to block it.

In fact, none of his exes has ever visited this room.

He has another room he uses as his bedroom whenever his exes visit and it has always gone like that.

Hopefully, one day he would trust someone enough to allow her into this bedroom of his.

Kristen sat legs crossed on the floor with her eyes glued to the big television. She was having breakfast of hot brewed Choco and plantain pizza.

She was dressed in bum shorts and a creamy crop top.

Good sex increases appetite. She is not a foodie but she has been eating more than required lately.

There was nothing to see on the TV except some documentaries which she is not a fan but to get her mind off the image that refused to leave her mind, she decided to watch the dumb documentaries. She could change the channel but she just doesn't want to.

A knock came out the door and she ignored it, it came again yet she pretended not to hear it.

After several knocks, the person stopped knocking and the next second, Kristen heard the door cracking open and frowned deeply.

She stood up to find who is at the door.

Her living room wasn't adjacent to the main door so before she can get to the living room, she would have to go through the little dining room and go past the storehouse before getting to the main door.

Kristen has no one visiting her so she had not bothered about the weirdness of the house's architectural design.

But funny enough, a door that could lead directly to the living room could have been crafted but the builders did injustice to the house and the occupant didn't care.

Seeing who is at the door, her frown deepened,

"Some people don't know their boundaries at all"

Kristen thought to herself. The lady at the door is no other but her neighbor, Noami.

"Hi Noami, what can I do for you?"

Noami smiled broadly. It was obvious she was trying to understand the way the house is.

She just thought it was a long corridor without rooms but seeing Kristen coming out from the far end, she realized there is more to the house. It's odd to her.

After her puzzle got solved, she brought her eyes and fixed them on Kristen. To her, Kristen was naked.

"What would prompt a young lady like Kristen to dress up this way?"

She wondered in her mind, forgetting that it's normal in the world she lives in and Kristen could choose to dress anyhow she wants to and again, Kristen is at home so what she is putting on is not inappropriate.

Noami has lived here for a year now but she has never for once visited Kristen because of how she views Kristen and Kristen on the other hand, never bothered about her.

Noami has tried several times to understand the person her neighbor is.

She has no friends, not a family member has visited and she doesn't even have boys who visit her. All she does is go out in the evening almost every two days and return home at the odd hour of the night. And Friday night is sure for her to go out.

Noami can't even tell if Kristen works or not because she is always at home.

"Nothing really, I came to have breakfast with you. I brought breakfast if you don't mind"

She said and that's when Kristen saw the basket with her. Kristen scanned her and smirked, this neighbor of hers looks holier than thou because of the long dress she was putting in. You Could mistake her for a nun.

"Come in," Kristen muttered then turned her back on Noami and started walking inside.

Noami followed her. As Kristen walked into the room she came out from, Noami expected to see her room or sorts but was surprised to see a dining room Instead.

"You have a weird taste."

Noami said and Kristen smirked, "that's right. I am a weird lady so everything about me should be weird."

"I see, I just…" her throat contracted as she could not find the right word to express how she was feeling about Kristen. Kristen, who listened blindly, was waiting to hear what her neighbor wanted to say and when it looked like she had nothing to say, Kristen shook her head.

"I don't know but I am no different from every lady out there. I just chose to be this way."

Kristen said as she stepped into the living room,

"By the way, you are welcome to my home."

"Thank you, Kristen, your place is weird and nice. I must say I like it and I might like you too. No offense, I just have to be honest with you. Living a year without doing more than hey and hi with you leaves me with no choice but to judge you wrongly. I had tried several times to get closer to you but I never succeeded. I am surprised you were allowed to come inside contrary to what I had thought."

Kristen flicked her tongue against her mouth and smiled,

"Take a seat. Before you judge someone, attempt to know the person."

Noami sat down and scanned the place,

"I am sorry about that."

She said and placed the basket on the floor.

"I see you are already having breakfast. What should we do about mine?"

"I don't know, I didn't know someone was going to bring me breakfast."

Kristen said casually as she finished her Choco.

She was back in her position on the floor. Noami was not offended by Kristen's unbothered attitude. She has met different people of different characters and has learned to live by what she sees but one thing she never stops doing is judging people wrongly. If there is a way she can, she could have stopped a long time again.

"Now that I have brought it, you don't expect me to take it back with me. Gifts can't be rejected"

Kristen found what Noami said amusingly. She never heard that food is given to people as gifts or maybe, she doesn't know because she lives in a different world.

"I tell you, my dear, this one is going back with you or I could help you get a plate from my kitchen so you can serve yourself"

Kristen said and stood up, packed up her breakfast tray, and waggled her buttocks as she left the living room, leaving Noami shocked.