Betty's hand slowly crept onto my stomach, inching towards the waistband of my sleep pants.
Just then, a crucial memory flashed through my mind.
I quickly grabbed Betty's hand, stopping it from venturing further.
Caught by surprise, Betty paused, her expression one of utter astonishment, perhaps thinking I had a change of heart mid-way.
"I need to wash up first, I haven't showered since I got back..." I said, exhaling a sigh of relief as I got up and headed to the bathroom.
The thing I remembered was that I hadn't showered or cleaned my penis after being intimate with Luna.
Traces of our lovemaking were still there, and the thought of Betty discovering them sent me rushing to the bathroom to clean up.
But before I could turn on the faucet, something else in the bathroom caught my eye.
It was a subtle detail that could easily be missed if not looked at closely.