Felicia Chapman

Judy was an attractive woman. She was in her mid forties, with black hair that I am sure is dyed, and the bluest eyes I had ever saw. She was not skinny, but she wasn’t fat either. She had thick thighs and a nice butt, and from what I could tell from the modest tops she wore she had ample breasts as well. The next morning, I sent the new door with one of my workers to her house. It was a simple install and didn't take him long. Later in the day, Judy called me again and asked me about the bill. I gave her the cost of the door and told her