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Chapter 3 by Caelum83 Caelum83

Are the memories too much to contain herself or will she get herself ready for the flight directly?

There is not enough time to enjoy herself.

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While she took a shower, she couldn’t stop the pictures of that night from popping into her head and slowly massaged her breasts and from time to time slid a finger inside of her pussy. The morning after the event, the first thing she did, was finding an apothecary for a morning after pill, so she should be ok. But the chance still existed that… Then she shook her head and told herself she didn’t have time for that as she had to get ready to move to the airport.

She turned off the water, dried herself with a towel and then started to pack the few bags and suitcases she had. Still very hot outside, she threw a simple red dress with spaghetti straps that reached just over her buttocks over the armrest of a chair and threw a pair of bordeau panties on the chair with them. Then she picked a set of red laced open shoes and put them next to the couch and zipped up the bags and suitcases.

She blow dried her hair, and hurried back to the couch and grabbed the first piece of clothing she could find, which was the dress and pulled it over her head, making her wavy hair bounce as she pulled her long blond hair from under the dress. As she picked up the panties laying on the chair’s seat, the phone next to her bed rang and she picked it up, throwing the panties on the mattress without thinking. “Miss Winnick, your taxi has arrived.” said the desk clerk in the lobby over the phone. Katheryn responded “Thanks, I’m almost done.” Then the clerk asked if she wanted somebody to pick up her bags and take them down to the cab and Katheryn accepted the offer gladly.

Without looking she threw the sheets over the mattress and proceeded to put on the red laced open shoes and took one look around the room to see if she didn’t forget anything, when she heard knocking on the door and heard a voice saying “Miss Winnick, I’ve come to bring your bags to the cab.” Katheryn opened the door to let the bellboy in and pointed him to the luggage. Then she walked over to the dressoir next to the entrance to the room and picked up her black handbag and checked if everything was there. She took out the keycard to the room and in her hurry dropped it on the floor. “Really?” she said, irritation sounding in her voice, making the bellboy look towards her to see what’s going on.

Just at that time Katheryn bend forward to grab the card, showing her shaven pussylips protruding between her legs to the bellboy, whose eyes grew big as coffee cups. He still had his mouth hanging half open when she got the card, straightened herself and turned back towards him. Seeing him standing there like that made her giggle as she thought he was nervous being with a good looking celebrity in one room. Plus the dress fit her quite well too, she thought. Feeling good about herself, she smiled and asked the bellboy: “I’ll take the small bags if you can take the bigger suitcases downstairs, ok?”

What does the bellboy do?

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