We checked into the hotel in adjoining rooms. We’re attending the Conference of Plastic Surgeons the next day. I took a quick shower after the long flight and as I exited the bathroom, I saw someone else was in the room.
A stunning blonde stood there, nearly naked. My partner was in the adjoining doorway, his arm around an equally gorgeous brunette. As I looked at the blonde, I knew those breasts were probably man-made, I looked close to try and be sure.
But as she walked forward, I realized I didn’t care about the answer — for a change.
