The girl from the bar
I met Michelle at a bar which I frequented on Fridays. She was a beauty, all natural, no modifications that I noticed. She was white as snow and a bit skinny with nothing much up top, but to me she seemed perfect. She had those light honey brown eyes and dirty blond hair which appeared nearly black at night, but it became almost golden in the sunlight. Michelle had a natural innocent blush upon her cheeks, which made her appear much younger than she actually was, still she was quite young.That...