I had finally finished unpacking the last box of all my things. I moved to Houston, TX about a week ago for a new job. I was about to start working at the local hospital as a general surgeon. My name is Elizabeth Taylor but everyone calls me Lizzie. I'm 5ft 8in with killer curves, tan skin, brown eyes, and long, wavey, carmel brown hair.
It had been a long week and I started my first day at the hospital tomorrow. After breaking down that last box I looked at the clock; 10:30pm. It was getting late so I ran up stairs to my bedroom, opened the double doors that led out to my balcony, and crawled into a hot shower.
I emerged from the bathroom with steam flooding out around me. Wrapped in only a towel the cool night air nipped at my wet skin. I put lotion all over my body and slipped into my favorite red lace and silk night tank top and matching thong.
It was nearly midnight and I couldn't sleep so I went out and sat on my balcony looking at the stars. I must have zoned out because I h...