icu1978
CandyHearts
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Anna parks her car in the garage and leans her head back agains the head rest leting her eyes drift shut while she takes a few deep breaths.
" god it feels good to finally be home" she says to the empty space around her as she lifts her head and grabbing the brown paper bag from the grociery store she gets out and enters her house through the side door.
Setting her bag and keys on the counter she takes off the soft black sweater she had worn over her white blouse and tosses over the back of a nearby kitchen chair. turning she puts the milk and eggs in the fridge and the bread on the counter. folding the bag she places it in a drawer.
pulling her hair free of the pony tail it had been in all day and kicking off her shoes she flops down on the couch with a loud sigh.
Grabbing the remote she turns on the 8 o'clock news wanting to hear someone else' voice besides her own. Getting up she walks down the narrow hallway to her bedroom and the bathroom. Going into her room she strips from her clothing and looks at herself in the mirror before pulling on a yellow cotton robe and tying it around her waist.
The weather man anounces that there is rain in the weekly forcast and she can't help but laugh. he had predicted the same thing last week and they had 100 plus weather all week. Pushing play on the machine she listens to her mothers naisily voice going on and on about how she never calls her anymore.
Rolling her eyes she pushes erase and goes into the bathroom turning on the hot water she steps in and lets the jet stream of steaming water wash over her flesh turning her skin a pleasant pink. the hot water unknotting the tight mucles in her shoulders and back.
At just 23 she had bought her own house nothign fancy just a one bedroom one bath and a one car garage. She was the first in her family to be able to afford her own place and she was proud of it. Ann as most ehr friends at work called her had worked since she was 16 saving her money for the house so that she could get out of her mothers trailer with it's revolving door of men and the drunken party's that would last for days on end.
She may not be the most attractive women in this small town but she wasn't ugly eithor. Her hair was black and cut just above her shoulders her face a little more round than she would have liked but her hazel eyes where what every one loved about her. standing 5 ft 3 and 130 pounds she was a little more plump than what the media would like but she enjoyed how soft her body was. Not fat by any means but soft for sure. her breasts only a 32 c where just right in her opinion. of course it had taken her years to learn that her body was nothing to be ashamed of.
but she was finally at that stage in her life where she was just happy with who she was and didn't need anyone else's approval.
" god it feels good to finally be home" she says to the empty space around her as she lifts her head and grabbing the brown paper bag from the grociery store she gets out and enters her house through the side door.
Setting her bag and keys on the counter she takes off the soft black sweater she had worn over her white blouse and tosses over the back of a nearby kitchen chair. turning she puts the milk and eggs in the fridge and the bread on the counter. folding the bag she places it in a drawer.
pulling her hair free of the pony tail it had been in all day and kicking off her shoes she flops down on the couch with a loud sigh.
Grabbing the remote she turns on the 8 o'clock news wanting to hear someone else' voice besides her own. Getting up she walks down the narrow hallway to her bedroom and the bathroom. Going into her room she strips from her clothing and looks at herself in the mirror before pulling on a yellow cotton robe and tying it around her waist.
The weather man anounces that there is rain in the weekly forcast and she can't help but laugh. he had predicted the same thing last week and they had 100 plus weather all week. Pushing play on the machine she listens to her mothers naisily voice going on and on about how she never calls her anymore.
Rolling her eyes she pushes erase and goes into the bathroom turning on the hot water she steps in and lets the jet stream of steaming water wash over her flesh turning her skin a pleasant pink. the hot water unknotting the tight mucles in her shoulders and back.
At just 23 she had bought her own house nothign fancy just a one bedroom one bath and a one car garage. She was the first in her family to be able to afford her own place and she was proud of it. Ann as most ehr friends at work called her had worked since she was 16 saving her money for the house so that she could get out of her mothers trailer with it's revolving door of men and the drunken party's that would last for days on end.
She may not be the most attractive women in this small town but she wasn't ugly eithor. Her hair was black and cut just above her shoulders her face a little more round than she would have liked but her hazel eyes where what every one loved about her. standing 5 ft 3 and 130 pounds she was a little more plump than what the media would like but she enjoyed how soft her body was. Not fat by any means but soft for sure. her breasts only a 32 c where just right in her opinion. of course it had taken her years to learn that her body was nothing to be ashamed of.
but she was finally at that stage in her life where she was just happy with who she was and didn't need anyone else's approval.