For the love of a jewel
Twenty-seven year old Jewel flexed her toes in the sand, her pink nail polish shining back at her in the midday sun. ‘It’s perfect here,’ she thought and wished she just stop time, even if for a little while. As a paralegal to a high power law firm in Chicago, Jewel was never able to rest or truly relax. She was known for her commitment to detail and flawless briefs on cases, which was both a blessing and a curse. Jewel was moved up in the firm at an almost unheard of pace, and now she was the...
Seduction