That smell was heavenly and that's what was so sad. It wasn't anything special it was just clean and that's how she knew she wasn't at home. And the bed was warm she almost didn't want to get out but she had to. The sun was shining and she had over stayed her welcome. She felt around for what felt like her underwear at the end of the bed then stretched to reach the bra hanging on the head board. This ridiculous exercise, of course only helped her slide off the side of the bed sheets and all