Your jaw drops at the sight of Kate Upton. Taymay you may be, but like many of the males on the planet, as well as a few of the females, you definitely appreciated twenty-five year old Kate on the cover of the swimsuit issue of Sports Illustrated. Not to mention her pictures inside the magazine.
And here she was, sitting in your dressing room. Granted, she was wearing Mom jeans and an oversized gray sweatshirt, rather than a skimpy bikini, but she definitely got your body waking back up.
She was looking at something on her phone when you walk in. She walks over to you, hand extended, but stops short of you.
"Wow, you're big!" she exclaims, which makes you chuckle. Kate is just a couple inches short of being six feet tall. She probably wasn't used to being towered over.
"I'm sorry, that was rude," she continues, blushing. She extended her hand, adding, "I'm---"
"Kate Upton," you complete her introduction for her. Her hand disappears in yours as she takes her hand. "The entire world knows who you are. What can I do for you, Ms. Upton?"
"It's just Kate," she replies, "And I hope you don't mind me worming my way in here, but I am a fan. I was hoping I could get a few selfies with you, as well as an autograph for
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