The Hands That Lead

A hands on kind of leader…


Sunday March 23, 2014

When Sarah had woken up that morning she had been a mousy brunette with thick rimmed glass. The stranger she had met in line at the bank had taken her on a whirl wind makeover throughout the day and now she was ready. Her mind had been completely emptied and she now waited for him to fill it with whatever purpose he saw fit.


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