Chapter 377: Going for Another Plan?

The morning came, around seven in the morning, and I found myself alone in my bed, fully naked. The quilt was bulging due to my instinctual morning tent; my blood cells were probably having a good time camping under it. 

My partner, Natasha, was supposed to be by my side since we had sex last night, but as diligent of a maid as she was, she had to get up earlier than the sun to start her day as our sole servant. 

(I want her to at least take care of my morning wood, but I can't help it. I guess I have to do it myself.)

Deciding to let it out in the toilet, I raised myself from the bed. As soon as I sat on the side to grope my flip-flops with my feet, I suddenly received a telepathic call from someone. Since I had something to mind now, my boner suddenly went limp.