My Dad was killed in an auto accident when I was 10. Mom, toher credit, was working two jobs to support my sister and me. While wewere far from being ...oor, there wasn't much extra money. Anyway, I askedmom about getting a car and she said that the only way I could get one,would be if I could earn enough to pay for the car, insurance,maintenance and gas. I think she figured that this would discourage me. I looked in the paper for a job and those that I could get didn't payenough to be able to. . Then we cut to outside the church, panning to the left we can see the glass fronted PUTNEY PASTRIES, a bakery/café that’s attached to the side of the church – the new jutting out from the old.Inside, we see a pretty, young, black teenager, working behind the counter, big smiles for the customers as she chats and serves. In the back of the store, working hard taking trays of fresh pastries from a large oven, a much older black man – large, wide and tired.We cut back from him to the girl behind. Right? Wearing the bodysuit and tail that came with it didn't look “right” to me besides, the hole in the suit for it was very tight and it looked good. Every curve of my tight and toned ass was on display and my nipples were erect and visible, plus, there was a hint of cameltoe in the front! I was the sluttiest tiger I’d ever seen! Only I would know I was wearing a butt-plug tail in full view of my son’s friends and I was more than a little aroused. The party was going well and everyone was. All the Admiralty would be there, each of them eager to bask in the reflected glory of what had essentially been her own triumph in defending Terra. They all knew John Blake was her agent and that he’d performed magnificently in crushing the rogue AI while simultaneously saving the homeworld of the Terran Federation. Even more importantly, that entire Nexus debacle had been initiated by Admiral Gabrielle Lynton, one of Fleet Admiral Buckingham’s protégés. Just as Devereux gained prestige by the.