Nasya_Elodia
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Aug 10, 2009
A black Lincoln Navigator pulled up in front of the entrance of the school as a rather impatient redhead taps her long fingers against the leather steering wheel. Placing the car in park, the woman leans her bare arm on the dashboard, green eyes staring out of the passenger window, waiting on her son.
Lana Willson, a single mother to a teenage boy was not the average mom. She owned her own business, had a nice house, however things between her and her son have became strained lately. But today, she would put him in his place, that she was most certain on. Wearing a black skirt suit, she pulled out her red blackberry and checked on her stocks while she waited
Lana Willson, a single mother to a teenage boy was not the average mom. She owned her own business, had a nice house, however things between her and her son have became strained lately. But today, she would put him in his place, that she was most certain on. Wearing a black skirt suit, she pulled out her red blackberry and checked on her stocks while she waited