Brown hair, pulled back in a ponytail. (I love ponytails – they seem an invitation to imagine hair-pulling. Of the adult, consensual, hot kind.)

Brown eyes. Dark. Big. Beneath long, elaborately spread out lashes.

High cheekbones. Not so high as to be striking, model-ish. Just high.

Clear, clean skin.

A down jacket, masking her shape, mostly, ends just above her knees, which emerge from the coat in black stockings, and empty into full, round, meaty calves, which are tucked, tightly, into tan suede boots.

She reads a book on child development, a violin case nestled lovingly between her knees.

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