Peter_Torque
Grill Instructor
Registered: May 2002
Location: No. California
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Would you like a saucer of milk while I'm up, dear?
Hey, let's start on the same page, Shyloh. I'm not calling you on what you implied about Lu's sacred curves. As a fellow worshipper of the art of woman-making, I'm sure that you have criteria that are far above mine.
I was just knocked out to find out that Lu has a real woman's body. OH MY GOD. Lu is like too luscious for words. MMMMmmmmm...
As a beautiful woman in NYC, you are much nearer the "pulse" of popular conceptions of beauty and what is hip than I. Plus, it should be taken into account that I just adore women in general and I don't use looks as the criteria for judging their beauty (much) in my own life.
Now, on the other hand... how do I put this? Please PLEASE tell me you've got a butt, shyloh. You know what I mean, a real women's butt and hips. Some pushin'-cushion. A little back-up for emergencies. That gorgeous wiggle in your walk that comes from a derriere that looks like you're trying to shoplift two pumpkins in your jeans, without looking like two fat women trying to get into an elevator at the same time.
Let's face it, half of Asia lives here in the bay area and to be honest, there is a certain genetic propensity toward butts and chests that calls to mind an ironing board, but not quite so voluptuous.
It makes me want to rub them together to start a fire (or a damn good movie). Some instinct tells me you wouldn't mind seeing that, either.
I admit it, I am torn. I believe you and Lu are but two of the goddesses that deign visit this realm and drop pearls before us drooling retards. But by the slimmest of margins, Lu's angelic countenance and truck-driver wit have won me over utterly, especially when I look at that picture of her stretched out over those lucky bastards and you can still dilineate the fineness of her "Y"!
That is perfection. Smooth, firm real-woman thighs tapering smoothly, perfectly, with no bulge-over into the "Y-zone," upward to make a perfect ass of themselves, and then with breathtaking grace and elegance, smoothly taper to a lovely, soft flat belly.
Inside those jeans, there is the softest vellum "fur-bridge" from slightly south of the navel to her pubis, an almost-invisible trail of translucent fine woman-hairs that would tickle the tip of your tongue on it's way to heaven.
Uh, 'scuze me, I have to go... do something.
(As soon as I can walk again, that is.)
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