She was wrapped in a towel that covered everything important, but in a way that was more titillating than when she’d been completely nude. XXNX The resulting picture was a little crooked, but I wasn’t going to complain. She reminded me superficially of Stacey, although the all-black outfit seemed more a work uniform thing rather than personal choice. “Do you love him?”
Jenny hesitated. I didn’t even remember getting it, so she could keep it for all I cared. But can we visit the restroom first?”
Jenny shook her head, making the ponytail dance beneath her western hat. She nodded. Her smile disappeared a moment later. “Take a shot now,” I whispered in her ear. “Hold on, Jenny. Besides, you never took back your credit card, and I’m no thief.” She held it out to me.
