Disclaimer: I do not own Desperate Housewives or any of the characters. I do not own the play I named this fanfiction after either. No copyright infringement is intended.
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Lynette's POV
I wake up late. I open my eyes. I smile between the sheets. God, what a night! My head is aching. Ouch! Too much tequila… The girls went really wild. But it was worth it. If that wasn't the best sex I've ever had! Tom was amazing. Better than ever. He had never touched me like that. I just loved it. How did that happen though? I probably seduced him when I arrived home. I was so drunk... Hey, wait a second! Tom left for college the day before yesterday… He couldn't be here. Oh-oh! But we did do it… didn't we? Oh no, don't tell me that wasn't Tom! Who was it then?! Geez, I must be still dreaming! I hope I'm still dreaming. But the headache is just too real. Oh, hang on! This is not my room! It's not my house! Where the hell am I?! Please, tell me I'm in Tom's dorm… but I'm afraid it doesn't look like that. Too tidy to be a college guy's room. I reach out. There's someone else. Naked! And I'm naked too! Oh my god! Don't look! Don't look! Ok, Lynette, calm down. Try to think logically. So I went out with the girls… and we had dinner… and we drank… too much… Deep breath. Now slowly turn around and… I can't look! God, what did I do?! Alright, try to remember. Impossible. Damn, I need an aspirin. If at least I knew where I am…
'Morning!' a voice next to me says… a female voice.
God, what did I do?! Oh shit! I think I'm starting to remember now…