Kendra Middleton Feet Novels & Stories

Kendra was a few inches taller than me and over the years she got more beautiful. But… The but was she looked used, tired. I knew this because of her eye bags, her dark circles, her skinny structure, and the scars and marks on her body. It made me feel sorry for her, she was always someone that was crazy about her looks. Kendra stood at the door, unsure of what to do but I patted the spot on the bed next to me and she pulled her dress down, sitting beside me and swallowing hard. For five minutes we were quiet, saying nothing but I brought something up. “How have you been?”

Her thoughts derailed to her sister, and she quickly sent a prayer upstairs that her sister was fine. In the motel room, Kendra is staying before she sets off on the trail of the rogues—she got the information she needed, but not without a price–she moaned in pain as she unwrapped the bandage around her mid-rift. She had gotten banged up in the fight three days ago. Flashback Back in Red’s office. Kendra didn’t react visibly to the idea of fighting to get the information she needed, though she winced inside. She hasn’t done the ring in a while, and the brunette didn’t know if she still has the ferociousness the Ring demands.

She too, remained dressed in the same outfit from court, but opted to change out of her corporate style black heels and into a pair of thigh high boots for extra oomph! Kendra tore her irritated forest green eyes away from where Vivian was gossiping with Morgana in the far right corner of the restaurant to smile tightly at a waiting Whitney for a second. The petite woman was dressed casually in a white muscle tank and ripped jean shorts. Her prized red converse sneakers completed Kendra’s usual no fucks given look. It wasn’t long before she caught sight of her best friend, making her grin genuinely in amusement. “Yeah. I’ll just go with you. Get a load of Bogard real quick, Cali. She’s reall

For the first time, however, she realized that that might not always be such a bad thing. "It looks beautiful," she whispered as she took it in her hands, turning it this way and that to see how it glittered in the light. "And, I found shoes that match," her mother exclaimed excitedly as she revealed high heels in the same shimmering silver hue. "They're so... high," Kendra said as she tilted her head, confused by the heels on them. Were they really fashionable? They looked painful. "Won't that make it hard to walk?'

“What is all that?” Kendra stumbled a few steps through the door to strip the bags from her shoulders, heaping them at her feet. Her wild mane of hair spiraled out from her head in fat curls, making her presence seem larger and farther reaching. Beneath the layered straps of the many bags, Sidney could make out the meticulous business-casual attire of Kendra’s work day, her badge plastered against her somewhere beneath the web. “Oh, girl,” Kendra huffed, “don’t even ask. Kids. It’s kids.”

Kendra volunteered. Shoot. I was too slow. The attendant slipped her three rings. My heart stopped racing. Anyhow, I still had enough prep time. Kendra flung her first ring; it caught around a peg. “Lucky shot," I puffed. “Luck is for losers.” Kendra retorted, posing for the second toss. It landed perfectly. At this point I frowned. I didn’t exactly remember Kendra Drake being this coordinated. She could hardly do a crunch at gym class without bitching about sweating.

I could feel my color drain as I stared at the food for a second too long, bile rising at the back of my throat which I forced down once again. "Good choice," she gleefully chirped, giving me a pat on the shoulder, "I'm Kendra by the way, we're in AP math together." I took in her clothing which wasn't much. A short mini skirt and a cropped top with long sleeves. She noticed my roaming eyes and laughed joyfully, "I'm part of the cheer squad. I actually just came from practice. Come on, let's head outside. My skin needs to feel the heat of the sun." Without warning, she laced her fingers through mine, "Seems like you need some sunlight yourself." Her radiant smile and almond-shaped brown eyes

I asked before I reached for my phone that was under my pillow. Kendra turned from where she was standing and looked at me, “I have a busy day ahead, might be home late” she said before she hung her large handbag and onto her shoulder and walked towards the door quickly. “I’ll be performing in Edinburgh tonight” I said as I leaned back against my pillow, getting her attention almost instantly. She stopped and looked at me, “And…” she said before she slipped her phone into the back pocket of her jeans, making her eyes fall on her sexy behind.

I ask. “Her P*******t has a few. She has 3 of her favorites on her tablet.” "I guess we are picking one of those three.” Tamini blabs. “I'll make her choose one herself.” Kendall brings out a diary reading through it. “And oh I have her measurements waist 29 hips 44 if she's wearing a slim fit.”

“You won’t just claim me as your mate today, you’ll give me half of yourself.” Those were more words said to me earlier today by Kendra. For a reason I couldn’t comprehend, her words kept ringing in my ears again and again. I tried to stop it, but I realized it was impossible. “Do you think I’ll develop cold feet?” I asked my wolf. I just wanted to know. Before he could give me a response, Kendra showed up. Her dress was made from a soft silver silk that shimmered with every step. A thin crown of white roses sat on her dark hair, and her eyes had to be the highlight for me.