dansemajik
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My name is Casey. I had just gotten divorced after 3 years of miserable marriage. I gladly moved out of the home I had lived in, to another town, into a small apartment.
It was an adjustment for me, this one bedroom place was clean, and cute in its own way, but it was so small. Just a living room, a galley kitchen, bedroom and bath. I was tired that night. I had gotten groceries but I had forgotten to get sugar. I had just made coffee, and I can't drink it black. I didn't want to go back to the store, it had been a long day.
I took my dark blonde curls out of the pony tail it had been in all day, and ran my fingers thru it. I was wearing a pair of Levis, holes in the knees, they fit my 102 pound frame perfectly. My t-shirt was tight, and it skimmed my bra less breasts gently. I grabbed a cup from a box and opened my front door. I turned to my left and knocked on the door.
It was an adjustment for me, this one bedroom place was clean, and cute in its own way, but it was so small. Just a living room, a galley kitchen, bedroom and bath. I was tired that night. I had gotten groceries but I had forgotten to get sugar. I had just made coffee, and I can't drink it black. I didn't want to go back to the store, it had been a long day.
I took my dark blonde curls out of the pony tail it had been in all day, and ran my fingers thru it. I was wearing a pair of Levis, holes in the knees, they fit my 102 pound frame perfectly. My t-shirt was tight, and it skimmed my bra less breasts gently. I grabbed a cup from a box and opened my front door. I turned to my left and knocked on the door.