With James out with a friend, Sylvie had all the time in the world to relax in his suite. She even took photos of him sleeping . You know, if the day comes, that it will prove handy. Pictures are always the best way to prove a man's infidelity. But she was not gonna do that for now. She enjoyed the s*x so much and she rather enjoyed it while she could.
She would call Becky and tell her the good news.
"Hi! How is Atlanta treating you?" Becky is at home now, it is her day off from the awful diner she works in.
"Good, I was having a lot of s*x here, Becks."
"Oh my God, don't tell me you slept with some old man in there."
"Let me send you a little photo." She then sent her a photo of a sweetly sleeping James Curtis and her looking all groggy from the wonderful s*x they had just shared.
