Three nights in London Night 3 Irene rocks
I woke up looking into the smiling face of a pretty redhead. Sunlight was streaming through the curtains of her bedroom. "Good morning, Irene," she said, and she kissed me on my nose. I smiled back and slowly remembered my adventures of yesterday. When I moved my legs it dawned on me that I was still fully dressed. I even had my high heeled boots on. My skimpy black dress was pulled up and revealed the tops of nude holdup stockings. The front zipper of Gabrielle's leather dress was...