The Relay

I like to think I have a heart.

I loathe the thought of being social...actually the thought of being around other humans sickens me, but here I am getting ready for a relay to benefit the hungry.

Tiny shorts and a sports bra is what I am forced wear. I checked the mirror, my eyes traveled my long porcelain white legs to my curvy hips and turned around to see my nice plump ass then admired my flat toned stomach and up to my perky D cup breasts. My body was to die for. I was aware of my attractiveness, no shame in that. I slipped on my A shoes and headed for the door. I laughed at the thought of what was happening today, I felt bad for the people who were near me. I'm capable of anything.