Gone Before Dawn

I did not wake up to the chirps of birds as usual. It is Saturday morning and judging by the atmosphere, I slept past my workout time.

Events from yesterday night crossed my mind and I remember immediately that I have a stranger in my room. I looked beside me but she was gone. Nothing of hers remains in the room.

I found a note on the table at the center of the room.

"This is the worst night of my life. I hope it wasn't for you Mr one minute. I got my pay too."

Shit! I did sleep off of her yesterday. But it was not a bad first time for me. She was right about that. How dare she call me a one minute man. I've heard people talk about that phrase and I bet I know what that is. How could she qualify me like that?

I was not sure I spent a minute thrusting. She must have left immediately. I checked my wallet and it was as if nothing came out of it. I don't know how much her pay is but knowing she didn't take the whole money surprised me.

My stomach make horrible sounds. I am hun