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Pulsar
- Joined
- Apr 28, 2012
The wet piece of cloth ran over the surface of the kitchen worktop. A firm hand on top rubbing it and making sure it was all clean. Shimmering brightly the counter reflected the light expertly, Holly was quite proud of herself. The mother in her mid thirties liked to keep the small apartment tidy, she found pleasure in doing so. Plus it kept her mind off things.
Nearly a year ago, a long lasting relationship she was in with her husband came to a close. Be it without his knowledge though. Taking some cash from the safe, which totaled nearly twenty thousand, a suit case full of clothes and of course her son, the pair made a run for it, hiding away from the abusive man who had left them with to much physical and emotional pain.
Leaving with bruises, today's version of events were much nicer, a nice small home, new friends and a safe place to live.
It was late afternoon, her son would be back from school soon. Holly was worried about the money they had stolen from her ex husband. It was running out, with only a few months of rent being able to be paid. A job was helpless, her husband could have tracked her whereabouts, as for her son, being under age his whereabouts were protected by the school, it all being confidential.
Wearing blue jeans which showed her round ass, a brown top above showed her curves in all the right places. Her body wasn't slim, but Holly wasn't labelled overweight either. With the soft brown locks tied in to a ponytail, it swung from shoulder to shoulder as she moved throughout the house.
Nearly a year ago, a long lasting relationship she was in with her husband came to a close. Be it without his knowledge though. Taking some cash from the safe, which totaled nearly twenty thousand, a suit case full of clothes and of course her son, the pair made a run for it, hiding away from the abusive man who had left them with to much physical and emotional pain.
Leaving with bruises, today's version of events were much nicer, a nice small home, new friends and a safe place to live.
It was late afternoon, her son would be back from school soon. Holly was worried about the money they had stolen from her ex husband. It was running out, with only a few months of rent being able to be paid. A job was helpless, her husband could have tracked her whereabouts, as for her son, being under age his whereabouts were protected by the school, it all being confidential.
Wearing blue jeans which showed her round ass, a brown top above showed her curves in all the right places. Her body wasn't slim, but Holly wasn't labelled overweight either. With the soft brown locks tied in to a ponytail, it swung from shoulder to shoulder as she moved throughout the house.