With piercing light brown eyes and pouting red lips, she had long braided black hair that matched an almost obscenely beautiful face. Her fair skin was so silky smooth that it looked like it had been carved out of milk. Her teeth were perfectly white and her grin emanated kindness. She didn't have a single straight line on her body; instead, she was covered with curves. She wore a body-hugging yellow shirt with frilled collars and sleeves, which she paired with an orange pencil skirt. Her long, graceful legs were well-shaped, and her feet were articulately enclosed in matching orange and black high-heeled shoes. I estimated that she would be slightly shorter than me without the shoes on. I really took a step back as she started heading towards me to observe her movements. When she extended
