"Blond," you say, hoping to win a few points back by picking the same color hair she has. "I'll be blonde."
"Blond it is then Jennifer," Ms. Philips said with another snap.
Long blond tresses quickly flowed down from the crown of your head, tickling your neck until they reached your mid back. The honey locks held a natural wave and bounce that cried out to be touched, framing a face that was young enough to lose much of it's masculinity when framed by such golden waves.
"Now, you're a six foot tall blonde with EE breasts.... Jennifer, you've got some serious potential but potential can be positive and negative. Are you man enough for a real challenge? Or should I take pity on you and make this easier?"
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