God, her hand is prefect. Smooth skin, long fingers with unpainted finger but very well kept finger nails. She takes extremely good care of them. She lotions them at least three times a day, and not that shit you find at Walmart, but good lotion like Premier Body Cream. It makes her hands extra soft. It makes all her skin, extra soft.
We went out to a bar one evening and let me tell you, when she goes out she really dresses to impress. She stands 6 feet tall, dirty blond hair just past her shoulders, she was wearing a pair of tight jeans, boots that reach her knees, a black tank top that showed just enough cleavage to make guys stare, and a skin tight long sleeve black shirt. She was hot, no, she was fucking smoking hot!
She picked me up and I climbed into the passenger side of her GMC Jimmy. I told her "hi" and she the same. We exchanged comments as we headed towards the bar. It was about 9 o'clock when we pulled into the parking lot. She found a spot and pulled her vehicle in to it. She put the car in park and then looked over at me. She gave me the most beautiful smile I have ever seen, one angels give.
Now, let me tell you. She is a good friend. I have always dreamt of her, but never, ever have I ever moved beyond that. In fact, I have never, ever told her what I felt about her. We would go out on the weekends, always as a platonic type relationship. Never, in a million years, would I of thought what was about to happen, would of happened. Ever!
