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Kandace stormed into her room and thought about calling the front desk to complain about that jackass. No matter how cute he was, she would not succumb to his smooth voice and killer body. At least she didn’t give him her name.

Well, if I see him again, I’m just going to ignore the horn dog, she thought as she peeled off her wet suit and headed for the shower.

Still, as she stood in the shower, her mind wandered back to his haunting eyes, and despite herself, when she felt the lick of the water against her neck, she thought of his lips and tongue being there. Kandace quickly shut off the water.

Just as she finished drying off and rubbing lotion on her skin, there was a knock at the door.

“Yes,” she said as she wrapped herself in the robe and looked through the peephole.

“Delivery for Kandace Davis,” the hotel messenger said. Kandace opened the door and accepted the large white box.

Kandace looked at the box wondering who sent her a gift. There was no card on the outside of the box, so Kandace opened it. Inside, she found a red fur bikini. She lifted the barely there garment from the box and a card fell to the floor. She dropped the box on the bed and picked up the card.

I want to see you in this and then I want to see it on the floor. It was signed, The Jackass.