It was a very guiltful and sleepless night, for me personally, because Eirlys was bored half way through of my inexperienced touching another woman, and she fell asleep.
"Eirlys? Hello? Eirly? Elly?"
I gave her cheeks a few taps in confusion, but no response. So, I check her breathing, because it'll be one heck of an explanation if she got a brain aneurysm.
A moral dilemma then slapped me across the face like I was a little guilty bitch. Do I respect another's consent, or should I practice somnophilia and indulge in a buffet guilt-free?
I mean, she did give me consent, though, it was when she was awake.
Now that she's asleep, does consent carry over? How does that work, really?
After a really while of existential crisis, I decided to stop.
While Eirlys was still sleeping, I carefully and methodically wiped her body with a towel, flip her back and forth to don her bra back on, then her sweater, the easy part.
