She walked back into the house, her sundress blowing in the sweet flowery breeze and giving some hidden viewer a nice view of a big round butt in pair...of cute boy short panties. The sundress left nothing to the imagination when it came to the new girl’s ample bosom, but its baggy lines hid her narrow waist and wide womanly hips. “Miss Margaret I believe she gonna make a nice addition to yo stable” came the deep gravelly voice of the driver of the work truck. His breathing heavy and growing. Did this mean that people were coming or going? Two seemed as enough, since this was her first time in such a place. Then she heard the muffled sound of steps at another end of the shop. The curtain moved slightly. “Come in here, bitch..” At the same time, the person behind Amelie pushed her forwards a little, while holding her arm firmly. Finally! She was going to see what was behind the black curtain. It was a corridor going both left and right. Walls and ceiling were painted a dark red and. So are yougoing to tell me why you were trying to get a job there? How come youaren't in school?"I turned away from him again and started walking toward home. Hefollowed me like an unwanted puppy dog. "Hey, I played detective withyou. The least you can do is answer some questions for me. It's thepolite thing to do."I turned on him and barked, "Oh like yelling sarcastic comments isreally polite. I don't have to tell you anything kid. Just leave mealone."I wasn't feeling in high spirits exactly. “Well excuse me for being just a tad bit bitter. It's still fresh.”“I know,” Buffy said, her smile gentler now. “Breakups are never fun. I've had my fair share.”Kennedy regarded her for a moment before nodding. “Come on, let's go see who has better aim.”Buffy laughed and grabbed two spoons and a pint of Peanut Butter Brownie ice cream from the freezer before following Kennedy into the living room. There were still a few unpacked boxes around the room but it was basically habitable with a nice.