What could I say? I agreed, but promised myself that I'd be out of the bed before she could get at my morning wood. I didn't want a repeat of the last time we'd slept together.<br/><br/>In the end, I needn't have bothered. She tossed and turned all night and then fell soundly asleep at about 3 am. Her snoring woke me with first light, so I was up and dressed and able to bring her some coffee as she finally woke.<br/><br/>By this time, we were running late. No time for a shower. She just dressed in the clothes she'd taken off last night and told me we'd need to hurry. As she was leaving, I went back for a final check of the bedroom window that was still worrying her. Then we were away.<br/><br/>After work, I escorted her home and was in the bathroom when I heard her scream. I rushed out and found her frozen in her bedroom doorway. The window was wide open and her clothes were scattered all over the floor.