She was an artist with her looks and her talents. Her hair was piled high on her head with curled tendrils hanging down. She had wondrous eyes that ha... a cat like look that she accented with her liner and color. Her long, blood red nails accented her outfit and makeup.She was wearing a beautiful custom-made leather bustier that accented her incredible figure. If Barbie were ever a dominatrix, she would look like Jennifer. Jennifer had high leather boots on that rode past her knees and up to her. Everything had been perfectly tended to an hour ago by the royal staff. The samurai stood in onyx black armor stood with the hand on the kodachi sword. The archer stood in a lunge on the roof. The bow was drawn ready to release at any moment. The point of the arrow slowly circled into every direction. Akiko reached back for the chop sticks in her hair bun. She let her jet black hair fall loose. This is what freedom feels like. Chapter 5 ‘Charlie, we found the motherlode!’ ‘I call dips on the. Kay and Nick hugged their mother and they both began to talk animatedly about her trip and how much they had missed her. They filled her in on everything that had been happening since she had left--well, almost everything. They were careful not to mention anything about the recent fuck-sessions that had taken place in her home during her absence.About a half an hour later, Kay kissed her mother on the cheek again and rose from the sofa where the three of them had been sitting."Gotta go. I'm. He would then towel her dry, they would remove the rubberized sheet, and they would go to bed for the night.This was their new routine and they followed it faithfully through the month of June and the early weeks of July.Routine InterruptedDavid lie in bed half awake, half asleep. He estimated that the baby was due in about three weeks, and he could barely wait. What was keeping him awake this night was the dilemma that he was imposing on himself. He wasted to do more than just keep Danielle..