"It's the perfect ending, to the bad day I was just beginning"
Deciding I should try and sneak out with out waking the mystery man beside me I prayed he was heavy sleeper so I could slip out and whoever it was would maybe not even remember we slept together.
Which I was assuming what we did given the headache.
Mixing alcohol and sex always led to a headache.
Sitting up slowly I searched for my outfit with my eyes and spotted the little black dress haphazardly tossed into a ball on the floor.
Must've been in haste last night to get to each other last night.
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"Ohh Brookie you should wear this one?" Angela said pulling a small blue dress out of my closet as I shook my head.
"No, too fancy for Buck's." I stated as she nodded.
Searching my closest with my eyes I smiled when my eyes landed on the small black dress that gave me killer curves.
Not that I was really lacking, I just loved the way the dress fit me.
It trimmed down my waist and boosted up my breasts while still making my ass look nice and tight.
I worked hard to keep my body looking good, probably more than most girls, but I'd seen chicks who let themselves go and it wasn't a pretty sight.
I guess you could consider that offending but it's not like I ever told them that.
That was Angelas' job. And boy did she love it.
Girl had a tongue sharper than a sword.
But when you were the younger sister of Tim Shepard and Older sister of Curly you had to be able to keep them in their place with out using physical force.
Not that Tim ever listened to her really, I think he just tuned her out and so she assumed she won.
"This one." I said as she turned to look at me.
"Perfect. Now you're hair." She said making me nod as she lead me to the bathroom and sat me on the toilet to do my hair.
This could be fun. Ang was a wiz with hair.