I woke up to the sensation of something pulling on my hair, then I heard a zipping sound and felt one final tug. Something didn't seem right, so I opened my eyes and I was surprised to find that I was lying atop myself instead of my girlfriend.

    "I told you that we were going to try something different in the morning, remember?" Was what "she" spoke to me.

    Surprised by this, I pushed myself up and made to sit back so I could properly confront this situation head-on.

    That turned out to be a mistake because I had to cease movement before a certain something did more than just poke at my posterior.

    "At least I didn't use my ribbons to tie you to the bed." My girlfriend quipped, ignoring for the moment my distress.

    "Not... Even... Funny!" I proclaimed in response.