Sugar Daddies

by Jade West

I slipped out of bed and pulled on some boxers, then went to the balcony doors to let some cool air in, but Katie slipped out after me. Her wince as she got to her feet didn’t escape me. As much of a travesty as it was to cover her nakedness, I handed her the shirt I’d discarded, and she pulled it on, buttoned it up just enough to hide her modesty, and then she went outside. I slid the door closed behind us. “Wow,” she said. “This is amazing.” “Yes. It is.” She was looking at the sea, but I was looking at her. The messy cascade of blonde down her back, her eyes in the morning light. “How are you feeling? Are you… sore?” She smiled. “I feel like someone shoved a boot up my pussy and kicked my ovaries. Repeatedly. Clodhoppers, with steel toecaps.” “Sorry about that.” “I’m pretty sure I’ve got internal bleeding.” But she was laughing. “If I slip into unconsciousness, please call me an ambulance. It will likely be my womb falling out of the gaping hole you guys left me with.” “Maybe we should give you danger money. For the risk.” But I was laughing, too. “I just hope my bits go back together again.” She grinned and her eyes were sparkling. “I’m too young for a saggy pussy.”