It was barely sunny the next morning when Fay rose from her bed. She dashed into the bathroom to take a shower, and when she returned to the room, she felt refreshed.
After picking out an outfit consisting of a short sundress, she blessed the lord for giving her the good sense to wash her panties the previous night.
"Third day in a row. God help me," she whispered, as she dragged the lacy fabric through her legs.
The gown came on next, and as she put it on, she hopped to her dresser to stare at her reflection in the mirror.
She couldn't figure out why she was excited. It wasn't just from the shopping, but a feeling she couldn't describe, consumed her. Fuelled her euphoria, as she basked in it.
She pulled out her purse, and laid out everything she needed for the day. Her black card and phone.
Before she shoved the card into her purse, she cheesed, staring at every corner of the beauty.
