Goddess Trinity
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Stacey Reynolds
Age: 28
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Stacey was in an awkward place. She had been dating a man for over a year and a half and he had never shared anything about his family only saying there wasn't much to tell. Of course she assumed he had lost his folks and didn't know the remainder of his family just like her.
Stacey had been orphaned at a young age and somehow she managed to get through school and community college without too many problems. She managed to get an apartment on her own and sustained that for awhile as she worked as a bartender and waitress. However things changed when she began to model. Managers tried desperately to sign her to their label or name and after careful consideration she signed with a man who seemed to respect her and care for her. This man would later become her husband.
The wedding and honeymoon were just like the fairytales she had heard in the orphanage when she was younger. But everything happened so fast she was unable to really soak it in; and now she was living in their home and quite accustomed to her new life. That is until her husband mentioned he had a daughter and that she would be coming to stay at the house. This was the first she had heard of his daughter and on top of that, he was leaving for a 2 to 3 week trip on a search for talent in Dubai.
Stacey hated that he had dumped this all on her at the last second and didn't even fill her in on what to expect but here she was, waiting at the front door as the cab pulled in to the driveway. Taking a deep breath, she exited the house and stood in the driveway in her jeans and t-shirt that anyone could easily see the bra underneath (picture). This was the downside of her large boobs, it was hard to find clothes that fit and those that did generally didn't hide much from view. Stacey's heard was racing and her leg bounced in her flip-flops nervously wondering what she was in for.
Age: 28
Appearance:
Photo 1
Photo 2
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Stacey was in an awkward place. She had been dating a man for over a year and a half and he had never shared anything about his family only saying there wasn't much to tell. Of course she assumed he had lost his folks and didn't know the remainder of his family just like her.
Stacey had been orphaned at a young age and somehow she managed to get through school and community college without too many problems. She managed to get an apartment on her own and sustained that for awhile as she worked as a bartender and waitress. However things changed when she began to model. Managers tried desperately to sign her to their label or name and after careful consideration she signed with a man who seemed to respect her and care for her. This man would later become her husband.
The wedding and honeymoon were just like the fairytales she had heard in the orphanage when she was younger. But everything happened so fast she was unable to really soak it in; and now she was living in their home and quite accustomed to her new life. That is until her husband mentioned he had a daughter and that she would be coming to stay at the house. This was the first she had heard of his daughter and on top of that, he was leaving for a 2 to 3 week trip on a search for talent in Dubai.
Stacey hated that he had dumped this all on her at the last second and didn't even fill her in on what to expect but here she was, waiting at the front door as the cab pulled in to the driveway. Taking a deep breath, she exited the house and stood in the driveway in her jeans and t-shirt that anyone could easily see the bra underneath (picture). This was the downside of her large boobs, it was hard to find clothes that fit and those that did generally didn't hide much from view. Stacey's heard was racing and her leg bounced in her flip-flops nervously wondering what she was in for.