Pparently, someone had washed me up a bit, as there was no blood otherwise. Looking down at the sheets, I wasn't surprised to see a spot below where my right shoulder was, about 5 inches across. A dark red matching that on my bandage. Groaning I stood up and started pulling incest grrl on the pants. I found my wallet and keys in incest the pockets and the wad of twenties Joanne had given me. Walking to the bathroom, I turned on the lights and grimaced at the figure that looked back at me in the mirror. What a sight. A nice black eye was forming under my right eye and a number of light bruises and welts were making themselves evident. "Jesus" I muttered. On the hamper beside the toilet, I found my shirt, folded on top of my shoes and socks. Pulling these on, I turned from the room as a horn blew outside. Peering out the window into the darkness I saw a yellow cab.
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