For those of you who have read my first story about my ex girlfriend named Morgan, this story takes place later on that Summer in late August. Some of the actions in this story were dangerous and in hindsight I’m glad nothing horrible happened.
One of my best friends was getting married and I was the only friend of our close group that wasn’t in the wedding party (fine by me!). Morgan wasn’t able to come to the ceremony so I immediately had to drive an hour out of the way to pick her up and bring her to the wedding.
I pulled up and Morgan greeted me in the parking lot wearing something similar to the outfit from the last story, this time instead of a black tank top to match her denim booty shorts she wore a floral babydoll top. I noticed her purse was a little bulky but didn’t say anything about it. As she got in the car, she decided to tell me about the bottle of vodka in her purse. I immediately knew this was going to be a long night. Morgan didn’t just like to drink, she drank more than me and some of my guys friends. I think it was her way of showing off that she could hang with the guys. About a mile down the road I notice Morgan reach into her back and pull out a travel cup of orange juice and I could tell where this was going.