C19 His perverted surrogate

(Vivienne)

The following morning came like the wind, The day dawned crisp and clear. The sun poured through my window. Vivienne shifted around on the bed feeling someone's weight on her body.

"Stop it" she mumbled as she slapped a hand or finger which was poking her face or feeling her skin. She wanted to open her eyes but she wanted to continue her sleep

"Is she real...look at her skin..