When we got to La Paiga, Jack picked out most of the clothes I would use, ranging from swim suits and bikinis to ball gowns and sexy skin tight gowns with low necklines that were bound to reveal my cleavage. Even the night wears he bought were extremely sexy. At this point, I couldn't help but complain.
"Mr Jack, I will feel more comfortable sleeping in pajamas than these sexy lingeries. And I certainly doubt that Miss Forrester would come inside our bedroom to check what I'm wearing to bed."
"Fair enough," he said before putting the lingeries back in their places.
We soon finished shopping and headed to Burgens resort where everything was going to take place. It was almost evening when we arrived. We were given the keycard to our room which was surprisingly next to Sylvia's room. We bu
