mona had fallen asleep here last night , in her new silk dress , right on the very couch of sin where she and michael had done it together , and though she had tried her best to dream of yuri-yuri , who had called , leaving a message with celia that indeed he was all right , and he would be in touch very soon with all of them-she had found herself thinking about michael , thinking about those three tumbles , and how they 'd been , very forbidden and perhaps the best erotic fling she 'd scored so far .