This dude’s ding dong was practically in my face; that’s how tall he was. I looked at his hand and shrunk away. “Er. . . could you please.” I gesticulated with my hand for him to cover up and his smile widened.
“What, this?” He gesticulated to his ding dong which swayed as he moved, shook his head and turned. “I’m sorry, I’m just used to walking around here naked, you know.” As he spoke, he picked up a large white towel from his bed and wrapped it around his waist.
I released a breath I didn’t even know I was holding.
What a way to wake up.
“This your first time in St. Lucia?” He asked, sitting on his bed and looking at a small mirror in his hand.
I sat up and the sheet slid to my waist. “Er. . . yeah, yeah it is.” I was about to stand when I remembered I was stark naked. I groaned s
