Chapter 17A half hour later, behind the wheel of her light blue BMW, Melissa was clad in tight jeans, a ruffled blouse, and high-heeled boots. She looked like a different person than the tailored, proper educator and conservative rich girl that she had been before tapping into her dormant sexuality with the free-spirited, sensual, golden-haired vixen that occupied the passenger seat beside her. Kayla had brought CD’s and had been cranking the music as they drove, but now she turned it off and looked at Missy with a glint in her green eyes.
“I have such plans for you tonight, sexy lady,” Kayla said provocatively. Missy felt a tremor run through her at Kayla’s words. She had become as insatiable as Kayla as their relationship unfolded.
The women had decided to take a road trip and spend an
