Paean

Her suit is formal, grey. She’s too young for it. She’s in her twenties. The suit belongs on a forty-year-old. Doesn’t matter. She’s hot. Blonde, hazel eyes, clear skin, a fleshy, but not round face. Her blouse – a noisy…

Her hair, blonde, or rather, brown, but with peroxide kicking in two or three inches from her roots. Her skin, tan, smooth, glistening slightly. Her cheekbones, high. Her lips are thin, nearly non-existent, but painted salmon, delicately. Her eyelashes are…

Sideways, she plays “Hearts” on her white iPhone. She is in her mid-20s. She’s 5’6″. Very slender. A white knit cotton sweater has holes large enough to show her grey, A-cup cotton bra. Her legs are long. Her jeans are…

She’s in her mid-30s. Spectacularly, purely, pretty. Not beautiful, not hot. Pretty. Pleasant to look at. More than pleasant. Compelling. Nearly perfect, somehow, in a preternatural way. She sits talking (an eastern European language I don’t recognize) to her boyfriend,…

Her skin is dark. She’s from the Asian subcontinent, or her parents were. She’s tall – maybe 5’8″. She stands on two-inch black suede heels. Her black tights aren’t quite opaque – the flesh of her long, toned legs is…

Flat black canvas shoes. Pale white legs, toned, shapely, visible from the ankle to the middle of her thigh. A tiny black skirt with a pale blue floral pattern. A black cotton jacket. Big, full pink lips. Big round eyes,…

Both brunette, both brown eyes, both long lashes. On the left, round cheeks, full lips, dimples. On the right, high cheekbones, pale, clear skin, several moles, and a ring through one nostril. The one on the right is tall, slender.…

Her lips are crazy. That’s the main thing. Crazy. Full, moist. Her mouth is wide, and expressive, shifting from a wry smile to a bemused grin to a pensive purse as her thoughts shift. It’s hard to imagine looking elsewhere…

Her hair is reddish orange. Her eyes are brown, with enough flecks of orange to match her hair. Her face is pale, and has fewer freckles than you might expect, given just how red her hair is. Her lips –…

Meticulously dressed. Black leather heel boots – four inches, with silver buckles and clasps, and waxy, firm laces, tight around the toes, enticingly loose at the ankles. Opaque black tights over shapely calves. They stretch up, high. I never learn…