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rich woman on her way to a party. No one else he knew of,
and he knew lots, could command such attention from
onlookers. Her preparations for a job always included a trip to
Paris, new dresses and of course, new shoes for the job. He
was here waiting to shop with her.
Nanosh was a tall, slender, shapely woman with unbelievable
muscle tone and a deep golden complexion that made her look
like a glistening bronze statue. Her eyebrows were almost
blond, large and each reached a peak in the middle like they
were gentle mountain slopes, yet this look was somehow
extremely feminine. Her blue-gray eyes were so deep that one
would easily get lost looking in them. It was as if something
was hidden in the depths of her eyes, so they are blank, yet,
still stunning. They were farther apart than normal; giving one
the image that she might have been a doe in another life and
the onlooker could not help but want to hunt. The overall
effect of her eyes would tug at one's soul, making you feel like
she was in desperate need and you would give your very being
to save her. Nanosh's mouth was soft and sensual with full,
deep, red, ever-smiling lips that screamed to the unconscious
that they came perpetually pre-moistened. When these
magnificent lips parted your eyes were struck by glistening
white teeth that seemed to sparkle with magic. Yet, the most
striking feature about Nanosh was the color of her face. It
seemed to be naturally blushed with the exact right amount of
depth of color carefully brushed along her cheek-lines. Her hair
was auburn, rich, radiant and waved gracefully as she walked
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