I took one last night about ten-thirty, by eleven I was out like a light.”
Peter pulled out some clean clothes from his bag. My eyes are killing me. Xnx I’m so sorry, Sam. Can’t let those pretty green eyes be wasted on a place like this.”
Angie laughed. Her lover called her buxom. Anything else?”
“Yeah,” Angie said, nodding. She thought he must have tossed her panties to the floor. Could Peter be another one of those? “I don’t doubt you feel sticky, being tucked under all those covers all night.” Peter shook his head and disappeared into the bathroom to dress. Angie dried herself off, singing a Kenny Rogers song as she slipped on a pair of panties and a knee-length, plaid flannel nightgown. “Come on, lazy bones,” Peter told her as he climbed out of bed and rose to his full five foot ten height, only
