| Author: | Lani Lawton | ISBN: | 9781466166998 |
| Publisher: | Think Tank 7 | Publication: | October 17, 2011 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Lani Lawton |
| ISBN: | 9781466166998 |
| Publisher: | Think Tank 7 |
| Publication: | October 17, 2011 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
Excerpt:
A bright lamp turned on and I shielded my eyes until I realized I was standing in the light stark naked. Then I put my hands down in front of my junk.
“I didn’t know there were any guests here tonight,” the woman sitting on the couch said, looking me up and down.
“I didn’t know there was going to be another check in to go through,” I said, still squinting, but starting to be able to see who I was being ogled by.
The woman was sprawled across the couch after reaching for the switch on the table lamp. Her shapely legs were in full view until she had gathered herself up into a more normal position. She seemed to be studying me and leaned back on the couch and put her feet on the coffee table. As my eyes adjusted to the light, she just got hotter and better looking.
“You know, there are bathrobes in the closets. Just like this one,” she said, pulling on the collar of the white, terry cloth robe she was wearing.
Excerpt:
A bright lamp turned on and I shielded my eyes until I realized I was standing in the light stark naked. Then I put my hands down in front of my junk.
“I didn’t know there were any guests here tonight,” the woman sitting on the couch said, looking me up and down.
“I didn’t know there was going to be another check in to go through,” I said, still squinting, but starting to be able to see who I was being ogled by.
The woman was sprawled across the couch after reaching for the switch on the table lamp. Her shapely legs were in full view until she had gathered herself up into a more normal position. She seemed to be studying me and leaned back on the couch and put her feet on the coffee table. As my eyes adjusted to the light, she just got hotter and better looking.
“You know, there are bathrobes in the closets. Just like this one,” she said, pulling on the collar of the white, terry cloth robe she was wearing.
