Grace Mallinex was putting the finishing touches on her presentation. She was hoping to make a deal, it was a good property, a single-family house, split level ranch style, 3 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, no problems, the inspection had come back clean. Newer carpets, recently upgraded plumbing and electrical system, reshingled just last year, and sewer lines replaced 2 years ago.
Grace was working hard. Her boyfriend had dumped her for some 18-year-old giggly teen. In his book, her 28 years old was too old for him, the jerk. He was 35 and seemed to be chasing some fleeting vision of youth. Good riddance to that loser.
She knew she looked good, a natural redhead with a light spray of freckles across her face, neck, and shoulders. Grace stood at 5’7″ tall, 120 pounds, Grace’s set of 34B’s nestled in the cups of her bra, a nice curvy flare to her hips, and sleek sexy legs. It wouldn’t be a problem to find a new boyfriend, a better boyfriend.