Behind the Curtain of i lost the bet: Adventures in the Shadows

i lost the bet begins at 3:17 a.m. in a hotel suite. City glow through half-open blinds stripes her restless body. She can’t sleep, so i lost the bet becomes her lullaby. Slow, almost lazy circles over silk panties gradually soak the fabric dark. In i lost the bet, she pushes them aside instead of removing them—impatient, perfect. Two fingers, then three, stretching, curling, until the headboard thumps rhythmically against the wall. When she finally comes in i lost the bet, it’s with a muffled scream into the pillow, whole body shaking so hard the mattress springs sing. Dawn finds her asleep in tangled sheets, panties still twisted to the side—proof that i lost the bet worked better than any sleeping pill.