The curious maid

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Michelle Ames stopped from the shower and hastily grabbed for a towel. If she didn't hurry, she was going to be late for her date with Kurt. Still as she dried herself off, she couldn't resist looking at herself in the full-length mirror. She was eighteen and she had a feeling that her body would never be more beautiful.

Michelle was a tall girl, around five feet eight, and slender, but certainly not skinny. Lithe, tan, graceful, she had long good legs, a tiny waist, and perfectly round firm breasts about the size of grapefruits. She knew her tits were pretty. Kurt especially liked the small light pink nipples.

She blushed, thinking of her fiance, Kurt. There were parts of her that even he hadn't seen, like the small triangle of light blonde curls at the base of her belly. Only when they were married would she allow him to see her completely naked-IF she could hold out that long. Sometimes it was very, very hard to resist Kurt.

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