Attractive women I saw today...

[modest mouse]

A job invovling travel and varied work locations has its perks.

1. Green pants, striped shirt, reddish-brown hair, sunglasses. Grabbing coffee. Staring at her round ass, slightly large for her frame. Walking past and catching her smile, her lips, her cheekbones. No eyes, though. The curls of her hair running through my fingers would have made my day.

2. Young, skinny chica. White thin top. jeans, old and faded(designer style). B cup breasts perked by the cold breeze, pushing at the cotton. Longish light brown, limp hair. Brown eyes that looked younger than she was. THin lips, no smile. Long spindly legs.

 

[lisalove]

So did you flick your tongue in and out at them?

Any response?

 

[Calamity Jane]

Chica #1 didn't have any eyes?

 

[Cheyenne]

Nope, you didn't see me today. Not even close.

 

[Ice Cold]

I saw a nice woman today... odd thing is, the more I drank the better she looked... hmm strange how tha works.

 

[amelia]

hot mama at the movies: long brunette hair pulled into a pony tail...just a little eye make up to bring out her beautiful smiling hazel eyes...light dusting of freckle on her cheeks...full lips...corners upturned....blue and white striped polo shirt...khaki shorts and docs...shorter then me...<but what girl isn't> very pretty, natural....sexy

 

[pORn!?..wORd!]

lol @ your avy

 

[modest mouse]

So did you flick your tongue in and out at them?

Yeah, so?

Any response?

Of course. We banged until her curfew in my Camaro, the one with the red interior, to Journey's Greatest hits.

Chica #1 didn't have any eyes?

She had eyes but they were lingering behind sunglasses.





Two young women ina little red sports car. Driver: Blonde, with brown showing through the sun bleached top. A field hockey player, perhaps. Teeth one shade too white, melding with her angular face and lending a faux quality to her smile as she said hello. Still, her eyes were a deep bown, with a flicking temperment hinting at something more than an easy trail of social infidelities. Her slight tan brought forth the deep pink of her lips, curled over those teeth.

Passenger: Far sexier, though still too young and unformed to yield a more impassioned response. Dark brown hair, without the sheen of black hair in the sun. Light blue tank top pulled over a navy blue sports bra that restrained her b-cup breasts, in proportion to her narrow back and thin arms. In aninstant I saw her strain to see a bit giher and her side was exposed, her bicep agaisnt the seemingly brittle bone. A coolness hung with her, as if she put her hair back in the morning and she was in control from then on. All business, curt smile.