Do I say ‘score?’ I mean look at this babe I caught! Sure she may have had a few to drink, but I mean she’s hot! Really hot! However, she had this brother who was not so accepting of me kissing her. She layed him flat on his ass with one kick to the balls and dragged me off to some hotel. When I woke up, I expected myself to be alone; however, when I turned to the left, I was face to face with the dirty blonde.
“Morning,” she purred, captivating me once again. My eyes traced her partially exposed body and the previous night came back to me, bringing a smile to my face.
“Morning,” I returned. I decided to let my sight rest on her lips. I followed the smeared lipstick down the her jar where there were three hickies trailing down to her collarbone. I let my mind wander the memory of her breasts in my hands, and hers on my own breasts.
The sound of a phone ringing tore me from my thoughts as she leaned out of the covers, exposing her perky breasts. She tossed me my phone and I answered.
“How’s Friday sound?” her voice whispers into my ear through the phone. I glance backwards and smile.
“Yeah, Friday works.”
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