"No, you're not fat, Danielle." He shook his head.I reached back, pressing my palms over my hips, feeling them slightly wider perhaps than I remembere.... Softer as well, and those hormones and drugs were working, putting my body into a more proper shape, although I did wish I could eat more sometimes. My diet was a strict one and Mercy had orders to ensure I stayed on it. I moved my hands to my butt, which was more round as well and somewhat larger, but no less firm than it had ever been. Not so. So feel free to weigh in, most Constructive Reader, let me know what you do and don't like. Shoot me any ideas or directions you might have. They have certainly helped in the past and I welcome the interaction.Full disclosure; I am considering moving some of my writing to other online platforms. All open-access and free-to-read, of course. The stories published here will be my unwitting test material as I check out different sites by posting them there. Otherwise, have fun. I'll drop writers. Mit wunderschönen großen Augen, einer kleinen Stupsnase und schönen sinnlichen Lippen, bei denen sich jeder Mann vorstellt, wie es sich wohl anfühlt, wenn diese Lippen seinen Schwanz umschließen. Umrahmt wird ihr Gesicht von langen, wallenden, schwarzen Haaren. Dies allerdings nur wenn sie ihre Haare offen trägt. Meist sind sie aber als Pferdeschwanz zusammengebunden.So auch an diesem Abend als Melanie nach ewig dauernden Überstunden gerade so die letzte S-Bahn von Frankfurt Richtung Mainz. That would go without saying, Emily. You wear it quite well. You know you're a lovely girl. But I'm still not sure this is proper for you. And the price. It's something your mother might want to be part of deciding, perhaps." "You're always right Dick. I think it looks perfect on me too. Yes, it's just what I wanted. Mother will be surprised on my birthday. What fun that'll be. Thanks Dick. It's lovely. Let's have it wrapped. I still want to go to another store." She had reached up while she.