From Iowa, With Love. Part 3
Chapter 3 The next morning left her and I both a little hung over. We polished off that bottle of UV the night before and we felt it in the morning. I got up before my little sexy vixen, who was wearing nothing but that red nighty. I left the hotel and grabbed some Starbucks for breakfast. When I returned I woke her with my entry. She looked amazing with her sleepy little innocent face. But she was far from innocent, and last night can prove that. “Good morning” she says in a sleepy groggy voice with a smile shining on her face. “Morning babe. Got breakfast” I said. “Aww that’s so sweet” she said before she got up and we both realized her nighty got ripped. “What the fuck” she said. “Don’t worry baby …