Michelle kept her jet black hair short, just over the ears, she was of average height with a nice figure and her breasts were full, not big, and not s...all, filling nicelly a B-cup. Her hip size matched her breasts and her waist was thin, making her look perfect in that tight clothing."Hi Michelle" Jessica said with more than a hint of jelousy."Hi Jess, I think we'll get along just fine..." the brunette said with a sly smile."Ok you two, let's work!" Latrell yelled and suddenly the set was. I was like the opposite -- I had Dad's medium stature, and a long-limbed, lean build, though with curves that must have owed something to Mom -- firm, bountiful breasts that nevertheless fit my body rather than overbalancing it, and a narrow waist that flowed out gracefully into wide, full hips and an ass that turned heads. My own eyes are green, like Mom's, like grass on a cloudy day, and I have delicate, almost sharp features that make me look elfin according to my brother. Top all this off. It had actually been a long time since Katy imposed any serious consequences on me. Early in our relationship, she had been very clear about expectations. Once when I got home from a work function at nine after saying I'd be home around eight, Katy made it crystal clear that consequences can follow such thoughtlessness and errors in judgement. She demanded that I undress and sit by the heavy wooden dining table. Placing my hands around a leg of the table, Katy used handcuffs to secure my arms. Every day, my Karen blindly chipped away at her stone. Suddenly, there was no more stone to chip away. When her life ended, it was not with the bang of the hammer. It ended with the rock sliding away with a soft whimper, and revealing nothing. On the other hand, she might have chipped away to the point that she gained access to the gates of heaven. When she arrived there, they granted her entry. No one knows for sure, since no one has come back to tell us what they found. However, if you're a.