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Jen applied the last touches to her make-up. She’d had a work-out with Ben, then some girl talk with Sue, and it’d all left her pretty thinned out. Nothing like a fresh shade to help with that, even if her palette was necessarily limited. Not many people made lipstick with a green girl in mind.
Jen had rich, dark hair down to her shoulders, with hot green eyes and a full, wide mouth. Her face was beautiful, as beautiful as any cover-girl model. Her skin was smooth and unblemished, creamy to the touch, and a vibrant shade of green that was darker than her jade eyes, but lighter than her mossy hair. Her tits were full and wide-spaced, the nipples tilted upward in their slight erection. She had a relatively small waist and a flat stomach spiced with ridged muscle, although with the same delicious hint of roundness that applied to the rest of her voluptuous frame. Her hips were curvy and her thighs very long and shapely. Her ass swelled out in mouthwatering firm cheeks, with a deep, inviting valley between. She dressed to both emphasize and obscure this in turn—at present, she was wearing a white blouse unbuttoned almost to her demi-cup bra, showing a generous abundance of her pendulous breasts as well as a pendant necklace she was fond of. A leather skirt added to the ensemble, straddling her muscular thighs, then leaving her legs bare down to the spaghetti-strap sandals that almost seemed too dainty for her feet. But they fit, their slashing straps balancing out her well-rounded calves.
She was by no means on display—not with her glasses on and her styled-up hairdo lending her seriousness—but she fully expected that any man would find her distracting, especially if she wanted them to. It was a good position to be in.
There was a buzz on the intercom. Jen dropped her compact back into the desk drawer that served as a make-up station and answered the call. “Yes?”
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