This was her time for a second chance at life, she would buy new clothes, new makeup, her hair would be fixed back to how it should be and at the end, she knew, she would come back to see Julia. The light hit her. Big cock Julia had out of curiosity been forced to send the first message and the replies had been tentative, uncertain, brief, but Julia had persisted. She stepped back into the bathroom and disrobed, taking the first step towards making this place her own by throwing her dirty clothes into a pile on the tiled floor, feeling it warm under her feet. Even the lure of a legacy didn’t change her mind on the prospect of raising anyone. “Fine by me, sweetie.” she said with a soft, honied voice. The first set of double doors she opened, opened up onto a smaller room, the far wall boasting a floor to ceiling mirror
