And why are you dressed so queerly? Those clothesdon't suit you; they make you look like tomboy wearing hand-me-downsfrom her brother. Worst of all ...is your haircut! It's truly tragic.You used to be my little Samson, with the most beautiful hair of anyonein the fifth grade. And now look at you - your hair looks like ... like... tangled weeds. What do you have to say for yourself? Come now,speak up!At a loss for words, Blair merely stammered. So Miss Umbridge cut himoff:I appreciate that. I knew then you'd makea pretty girl," she looked at me closely, "And you are going to be abeautiful woman." Thank you Mrs. Strahovski," I replied, "I have a good set of teachersand role models."Mum took another look at Jennifer who was dressed in skinny jeans and afigure hugging T-shirt, "Oh my," she smiled, "Is that you Richard?"Jennifer nodded, "Yes, Guilty as charged," She smiled, "But I'd preferit if you called me Jennifer." Of course," Mum responded, "Forgive me Jennifer."Jennifer smiled,. "As our mouths ground together, she cocked her head a little to make the contact closer, and her tongue feverishly sought mine, working wildly through my lips. I reached down and pulled one of her legs around mine, so she could use that as leverage to jam our hips together. I let one hand drift down and cupped an ass cheek, loving the feel of her taut, quivering flesh. Her tits squashed against my chest felt incredible, and I could feel her pubic mound grinding at mine, pressuring my hard dong.. The town was home to roughly 500 people, most of whom lived in a 6 by 6 block village, with the remainder spread out over a 20 mile area of farms. Ironically she had found her target the first night. Sitting the only bar in town throwing back shot after shot.When she had arrived everyone in the bar had looked at her, except for her target. Clearly strangers where noticed in this town, adding a bit of a challenge to her kill as she would be the main suspect if he where to just turn up dead. She.