Sunday, August 24, 2014

Nine Sentence Sunday with An American Girl in Italy

A moment of misunderstanding...

Alaina leaned against the wall, kissing a man. She wore see through
undies, which didn’t leave much to the imagination.
Carly blushed with embarrassment and looked away immediately.
‘Holy Mary, mother of Victoria’s Secret! Sorry to intrude.’
Alaina pulled back, and Carly’s stomach dropped to ground level.
‘Michelangelo?’ What a hopeless flirt. Had he seduced every
naïve woman on that tour bus?

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