Black_and_White_Writer
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Gemma stood up from unplugging her hairdryer abs wrapped the cord around the handle and placed it on the shelf. She looked over at the wardrobe mirror and looks at her reflection. Her long, waist length flowing dark hair glinted in the dim light from the single light she'd got on. She smoothed out the skintight lycra leggings she wore and slipped on her high heeled cowboy boots. She then picked up her leather jacket from the back of her chair and slipped it on.
The high waist of it showed off her slim, flat midriff and lightly tanned skin. She checked her make up and smiled. The dark metallic smoky blue grey eye shadow highlighted her sparking blue eyes and the glossy pale pink lipstick shimmered nicely she thought. She adjusted her top and made sure it covered her cleavage. She smirked knowing her father would never approve of her black leather bra like top showing off her young flesh. Fuck it she thought, I'm 18, I can do as I please.
She adjusted her hair so it flowed freely down her back and picked up her lipstick and popped it back into her purse and ticked it under her arm as she unugged her smart phone and slipped it into her purse. She opened the door and went downstairs calling out to her Mother that she'd be back later. She was grateful her mother was finishing up some chores in the kitchen.
As she stepped outside into the warm twilight of a late June night she set off across the street.
The high waist of it showed off her slim, flat midriff and lightly tanned skin. She checked her make up and smiled. The dark metallic smoky blue grey eye shadow highlighted her sparking blue eyes and the glossy pale pink lipstick shimmered nicely she thought. She adjusted her top and made sure it covered her cleavage. She smirked knowing her father would never approve of her black leather bra like top showing off her young flesh. Fuck it she thought, I'm 18, I can do as I please.
She adjusted her hair so it flowed freely down her back and picked up her lipstick and popped it back into her purse and ticked it under her arm as she unugged her smart phone and slipped it into her purse. She opened the door and went downstairs calling out to her Mother that she'd be back later. She was grateful her mother was finishing up some chores in the kitchen.
As she stepped outside into the warm twilight of a late June night she set off across the street.
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