You know there is a very strange kind of woman around. A very rare breed. Her posture, her body language, her dress sense, her hair style and general aura all scream out that she is in her late teens, and then shock horror, only when she turns your way and reveals her face, do you actually see she is in her forties !
Today I saw such a woman. By the way she sat and held herself, and the fact she had a slight figure , all meant I would have sworn she was a teenager, even her hairs texture appeared that of a girl . Her aura or image was that of youth, or a young girl approaching womanhood. This clash of reality's made me just want to stare and stare. To watch a woman like this could occupy me all day. Fascinating ! And how does her mind tick ? Does she play on it ? Does her partner like it ? Ooooeeer, I think this post must end here !
Saturday, September 20
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Why dont we pick our apples in Britain ?
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