The rain stopped sometime after midnight. By morning the hills outside the cottage were washed clean and bright. Sunlight pushed through the thin curtains and landed on the tangled bodies in the big bed.

Arjun woke with Neha’s bare leg across his hips and her soft boobs pressed against his side. Meera slept on his other side, one hand resting on his stomach. Vikram lay behind Meera, arm around her waist. The sheets were pushed down. Skin was marked with the dried trails of last night’s cum and the faint scent of pee still clung to them.