Kaylee  had grown up poor, her parents lived right on the edge of town, they had a small farm and were forever struggling to make needs meet. When it came to college, Kaylee had to pay her way, so she worked three jobs, had a shitty apartment and lived off noddles and baked beans. Of course... there were certain choices she made that didn't help her finances. Like keeping her hair a fire-engine red, like her tattoos, but other choices like work uniforms and books were not exactly in her control and they left her scraping for money.

Despite not having much, she had enough, she was artistic, using a sketch pad, pencils, she managed to draw the designs for her tattoos as well as channel her artistic streak. While she studied graphics and design. She had wanted to get into an Art degree of some sort, but her portfolio "showed some talent but was lacking a range of mediums." That meant -you're good, but too poor to paint your work in oils and in canvas-  to Kaylee.

The thing about Kaylee was, she made some bad choices when it came to men. Moving to the city at 17 she had fallen head over heels in love with a guy who had grown more and more rough with her. She left him, but quickly fell in love with one who was always drunk... by this point, 19 years old she had 5 serious boyfriends who had all been drop kicks. They were pathetic lovers, they were dull intellectually, they wanted her body and little more. Which, really she didn't mind, but she yearned for more. She wanted a man who would show her off to his friends, who would go down on her before he claimed her. Who would be adventurous, who would date her every kinky desire.. oh and there was a lot of them.

Standing at only 5'5 most women were taller than her, most men towered over her.. which suited her fine! She had a thing for taller men.. older men too she had discovered. Her petite frame was crafted by the gods of sexuality though, her slender calves became thick, grabbable thighs that rounded out into full hips that begged to be used as leverage. Her slender waist accentuated the full hips and exaggerated her already large, for her frame, breasts that sat perkily at a DD - E depending on the bra. Her emerald eyes were often questioned, asked almost daily if she wore contacts. Her natural hair colour is a brown, boring brown, but she dyes it a deep fire-engine red, matching her lipstick to her hair to complete her 'look'.