Leaving Madeleine - part 22
My eyes opened at 7:00 AM the next morning. I dialed the front desk and requested a late checkout. A woman asked me to hold. I heard her typing as I waited. She spoke again and told me I could checkout at 1:00 PM. I hung up the phone and checked on Brigitte. She was sleeping guiltlessly. I closed my eyes and promptly returned to the land of dreams. At ten o'clock I woke again and this time felt awake. I hopped out of bed and drew the curtains to let sunlight flood the room. Brigitte stirred and opened her eyes. She asked me what time it was. I told her. "Put some clothes on," she chided me. "I'm going to shower first," I responded. She slinked out of bed and joined me at the entrance to the balcony. She was most beautiful to me like this. No makeup, no inhibition. Her skin taught around her chest and buttocks and a manicured line of pubic hair between her legs. But something nagged at me from the night before. Knowledge. Gained knowledge and lack of k...