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Name: Annabelle Stewart
Age: 32
Hair: Long Red Hair
Height 5' 5"
Weight: 110 lbs.
Breasts: 38 B
Body type: Slender but toned
Annabelle was an attractive 32 year old, with long red hair. She owned her own successful interior design business. She had been single for a long time because she was looking for just the right guy to come along, and claim her in a way she craved. She had enough relationships where the guy started out great and ended up a wimp. She didn’t want abuse, she wanted to be adored, loved deeply; owned and protected. She needed someone to understand her needs and desires, but every time she shared her interests with a man she thought would be able to live up to the task, they turned away from her in disbelief.
Annabelle had gotten up early today to head to the local Farmer's Market. They had the best fresh produce and for a lot less than you could find them in stores. She loved it and enjoyed talking directly to the farmer's or their helpers. It was a very calm atmosphere. She was wearing a long purple dress with wide straps that went over her shoulders and cut low enough to show just a slight hint of cleavage and black Mary Jane flats. As she headed into the market, not paying much attention to where she was going, she ran directly into a handsome man, two large bags of fresh produce in his arms. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't hurt you, did I?" She smiled, quickly giving him a once over. He was at least half a foot taller than her, so she had to look up a little to see his face.
Age: 32
Hair: Long Red Hair
Height 5' 5"
Weight: 110 lbs.
Breasts: 38 B
Body type: Slender but toned
Annabelle was an attractive 32 year old, with long red hair. She owned her own successful interior design business. She had been single for a long time because she was looking for just the right guy to come along, and claim her in a way she craved. She had enough relationships where the guy started out great and ended up a wimp. She didn’t want abuse, she wanted to be adored, loved deeply; owned and protected. She needed someone to understand her needs and desires, but every time she shared her interests with a man she thought would be able to live up to the task, they turned away from her in disbelief.
Annabelle had gotten up early today to head to the local Farmer's Market. They had the best fresh produce and for a lot less than you could find them in stores. She loved it and enjoyed talking directly to the farmer's or their helpers. It was a very calm atmosphere. She was wearing a long purple dress with wide straps that went over her shoulders and cut low enough to show just a slight hint of cleavage and black Mary Jane flats. As she headed into the market, not paying much attention to where she was going, she ran directly into a handsome man, two large bags of fresh produce in his arms. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't hurt you, did I?" She smiled, quickly giving him a once over. He was at least half a foot taller than her, so she had to look up a little to see his face.