Joy Farrah Darville Hickey Turner sat in her trailer feeling extremely bored. She flipped through the channels on her brand new (although still a good 20 years old) television, playing idly with her glorious, fine blond hair which was currently tied into 2 bunches and, as she so often was, chewing gum. Her arrogance showed in every movement she made and in her facial expressions as each channel failed to interest her. To many people, especially those in the trailer park, Joy was the most beautiful woman they had ever seen... the only problem was she was well aware of this. Her hair (when it wasn't tied up in bunches) cascaded down her delicate features and silky smooth skin like a golden waterfall and her baby blue eyes often took mens breath away. She had a body that most women would kill for (another fact she was well aware of), and it seemed almost impossible to believe that she had already had multiple kids. Her stomach very subtly displayed abs, but despite her slightly toned body her breasts were still incredibly generous for her body type as they were a decently sized C (they looked much larger due to her small frame).
"Damn, all these channels and not one good thing on any of em" She said to herself, "What the hell am I supposed to do now?"
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