After a night of intense love making, Jill slept soundly and contently in Tom’s embrace.
Dreaming, Jill found herself in a familiar living room very similar to her own, but furnished in a very masculine style. As strange as it was, it felt ‘homey’ to Jill.
In dream she suddenly realized that Tom was there and she thrilled to see him, but her heart sank as she realized he was talking about another woman.
“She is seriously the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. She’s like a super model, but with curves in all the right places. You’re so lucky she moved in right next door you.”
Jill soldered with jealously as Tom went on. Who the hell was this girl that Tom raving about and more importantly, why was he tell HER about it?
“Oh, there she is! I think she’s heading down to the pool!” Tom raced over to the window and peaked out.
Seething with anger, Jill had to know who this woman was. Tom was her man…she paused for a moment wondering why she thought this…but that wasn’t important right now, she had to see this bitch for herself.
She looked out the window and gasped. A gorgeous blonde in a string bikini was walking by, Jill couldn’t see her face, but she had the most amazing body and it was clear why Tom had a thing for her. Jill seethed with jealously until the woman turned to go back to her apartment. Jill gasped when she saw the woman was ‘Jill’. She was looking out the window at herself, but at the same time it wasn’t her.
A strange knocking sound echoed off in the distance as Jill watched “herself” go back into her apartment. She was somehow in the apartment next door.
She turned and felt compelled to walk over to a mirror. What she saw terrified her! The reflection in the mirror wasn’t her own, but was instead that of her departed neighbor James.
Jill’s eye snapped open and she gasped. She saw Tom’s face across from hers and sighed with relief.
“It was just a crazy nightmare.” She thought gratefully and smiled lovingly at the sleeping man beside her.
The knocking from her dream continued and she realized that someone was at the front door.
Silently slipping out of bed, she grabbed a pink, silk robe from the closet, slid it on and headed to the living room.
Jill didn’t want the knocking to wake up Mark, so she hurriedly answered the door.
A frazzled looking brunette’s face lite up with relief when she saw Jill’s face.
“Oh my God Jill, I thought you were dead!” The relieved Brunette said as she lunged forward, throwing her arms around Jill and hugging her tightly.
Jill had no idea who this woman was. Since the day Jill had woken up with no memories of who she really was, she had been desperately been trying remember anything of her past life, but at the same time she was terrified of telling anyone she didn’t know who she really was.
“What?” Jill blurted out. “Why would you think that?”
“Marcus’ sailboat sank halfway to Hawaii. Jill, they said there were no survives.”
“Oh that’s terrible.” Jill said, but she had no idea who this Marcus was.
“And they said he was seen leaving the harbor with an attractive blonde on board and you said you we’re going on that trip” The brunette burst into tears. “And I tried calling your phone but I got a message that your phone was out of service.” She sobbed. “I don’t know why you decided not to go or who that other blonde was on the boat, but I’m so grateful you’re alive.”
“Me too.” Jill said feeling a sense of relief. Had she really planned on going on that trip? And why had she changed her mind? She wondered if that had something to do with her amnesia. And where was her cell phone? She had looked for it, and for a purse with her driver’s license, but she had never found either them.
Jill glanced back over to the bedroom wondering if all the commotion had woken up Tom. The brunette picked up on this and smiled for the first time.
“You got a guy in there, don’t you?” She asked.
“Yeah, I..uh, do.” Jill said turning back to the girl with an awkward smile.
“And…you want to get back in there.” She smiled.
“Yeah, if that’s alright.” Jill said unsure of what she should say.
“Same ole Jill.” The woman laughed giving her another hug. “You go in there and fuck him silly you nempho, but we’re having coffee soon and I want to hear about it, and also why you didn’t go on the trip with Marcus. I’m so happy right now. I’ll talk to you soon.” The woman kissed Jill on the cheek and left.
Jill stood there for a moment feeling the world spin. She had somehow avoided going on an ill-fated trip, which was terrifying, but she was safe in her own home. She closed the front door and turn to head back towards the bedroom.
And unless she could find them tomorrow, she realized she needed a new cell phone and driver’s license. She wondered what had happened to them, but guessed she might never know.
As she disrobed and climbed into bed, she wondered if Tom was free tomorrow and would want to hangout. She found the idea very appealing. For some reason Tom, and James’ sister, were the only things about her life that seemed to have any familiarity, which was strange since she had met both of them after she had woken up with amnesia.
She scooted in closer to Tom and put her arms around him. His eyes flutter open and in the half light of morning coming through the windows she could see a groggy surprised look on his face.
“Jill?” He whispered.
“I hope you weren’t expecting someone else.” Jill teased as she inched closer to him, pressing her naked breasts against his bare chest.
“No, I just thought this was all a dream.”
“Dream?” Jill thought trying to remember. She’d had a dream just before she woke up…she remembered Tom was in it, but what else happen? She felt like it might be important. She tried to remember, but felt Tom’s stiffening manhood rubbing against her thigh.
“Well, hello there.” She smiled as she leaned in and kissed Tom. Reaching down she felt his firm manhood in her hand and smiled as Tom moaned softly.
“I may not remember who I am.” Jill thought dreamily as their passion increased. “But I’m going to take that woman’s advice and fuck Tom silly. And then I’ll see if he wants to go out for breakfast and maybe we can spend the day together. I don’t know how I know, but he’s a great guy, so maybe I’ll see where this leads.
