She wore her long, straight brown hair pulled back tightly behind her head in a pony-tail, exposing a broad expanse of forehead from which a few blackheads and blemishes rose like remote islands in a calm sea. Heather’s figure was not so lean as Mandy’s and she had a less graceful carriage. She looked athletic and solid, the swimming of countless laps having built up her shoulders until they were as broad as Kim’s and her arms until they were bigger than his skinny limbs. The taxi-yellow of her shorts, which were a shade longer than Mandy’s, offset the rich tan of her sculpted and well toned legs.
Be My Be My Be My Little AB Scene 50
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