She saw me watching and waved. She was 5'6'' and every bit of 250, but it was all in her ass, thighs and tits. Around the middle she was just a little...above average. Her boobs were monsters, at least 48DDs. She was a black girl in dasiey dukes and a shirt cut low enough to slow off her massive tits.I took the mail into the house and beat off at the front door. Over the next few weeks I saw her off and on, and waved politely, before going inside to beat off. Then one day I just happened to look. While the other employees at the salon all wear these light green smockswith La Fleur embroidered on them, Ms. Claire lets me wear regularclothes - except that she'll pick out my clothes to get the "look" shewants. A couple of weeks ago she switched me from slacks to these reallyshort and tight black miniskirts and she got me some pink sandals withthese four inch spike heels to wear with them - took me a week to getused to wearing them and my feet hurt a little at first but that wentaway and. He had just finished, so they went to one of the dining halls to get dinner. Lauren hadn’t told him about what had happened with her and Kitty. She felt insanely guilty for hiding it from him, but she knew how upset he would be. She always felt guilty after she cheated. And he would consider it cheating, she knew. He had told her so, repeatedly: he loved her, and he didn’t want to ever share her. She had always returned the sentiment. She tried to push the thoughts out of her mind, putting it. ’ ‘Yeh, I reckon not,’ Daniel said with a sigh. Then he hopefully added: ‘Maybe Mr. Butcher will come back next year to take another picture.’ Miriam laughed. ‘Maybe,’ she agreed. ‘We’d best start getting the water organised for the baths to be taken.’ ‘OK, Maw.’ Every homestead required a good supply of water and that was a commodity hard to come by, despite torrential spring rains. The land often lay bone dry. When Charley first arrived he took his water from a creek, but that was over a mile.