Confusion

**Elysia**

I blamed the heavy Italian wine. I blamed the dark red liquid in my glass for my lack of rational thinking as I forced my unsteady legs to carry me out of that bathroom. My pulse thrummed a frantic rhythm in my ears. I took slow, deliberate steps down the long, carpeted hallway. My core still throbbed with a heavy ache. The memory of his thick thumb punishing my clitoris played on a re