Diary of a High Price Escort Book 13 Part Two
Angel spends the morning at home, then goes shopping for virginal white lingerie
The sound of a gas engine running woke me again, but this time, bright sunlight was streaming through my bedroom windows. Stretching my muscles before I flipped the comforter off my naked body, I slipped out of bed. As I walked toward the window, I glanced at my alarm clock; it was ten forty-five. The engine noise that woke me was coming from Chuck's lawn mower. He was in the backyard cutting his grass, which probably did...