She had long brown hair that went a good 3 inches past her shoulders. Her back pack was slung over one shoulder and as she climbed in she set it at her feet. She had the same hair as my sister, but just a tad darker. As I walked to my car I saw that Jessica was in the front seat. “Why?”
“I just don’t feel anything anymore, and truth is…” She heisted, “There is someone else,”
“Who,” I said astonished, but before the word left my lips she ran off. “Fine,” she said as she rolled her eyes and opened the door. Her breasts are about one size larger than Jessica’s and it was easy to tell where my sister got her beauty. “Fine just don’t be too loud, I want to sleep,” she said with smile.
