She also wore a beautiful and ornate necklace that hung in her cleavage.The necklace was an old trick of Kelly’s that she has used countless times. ...f you hang a beautiful necklace between your huge tits pretty much anyone can notice and comment on the beautiful jewelry, while in reality taking a good long look at her cleavage.With a backless halter, it was pretty clear she couldn’t wear a bra. She had also waxed before the trip and loved leaving the panties in the suitcase when she was dolled. " I kissed the small picture frame of him on my nightstand. In the picture, hes standing with my dad; holding me as a baby, and my mom is next to them smiling to the camera, too. Tomorrow my mom and dad would be going away on a second honeymoon for at least two weeks, and they had only been generous to ask their most trusted person to ask their favorite daughter, me, Nessa. Uncle Mike had Black curly hair and stood 5'8 with brilliant brown eyes. in contrast to my black hair and bright blue. "I decided I'd take it with me when I left. I should have just thrown it out." WHY?" I gasped. The idea of the painting in my hands being in the garbage seemed just horrible, right then."I'd think that would be obvious," she said. "It makes me look like a slut."I looked at the painting again. Then I looked away, because she was right there, in the room, and I was embarrassed. I held the painting against my chest."Don't you think so?"She could have gone all day long without asking that question,. ”“Weather?”She nodded, “Yes.”“Are you hurt?”“Nothing bad.”“I’ll be the judge of that,” Claire retorted in a business-like tone. “I’ll examine you. I’m a healer.”“Best in the country,” James interjected while taking inventory of the bodies.Anne nodded a “Yes,” and the young girl shrugged her shoulders in acquiescence.James scavenged the men for some stuff. He got silk that Claire could use for sutures and took their clothing. The garments needed washing but would be useful. Extra boots were.