shatir

... the   arrival   was  absolutely  fantastic,  every eye in the  hall turned towards  her  helplessly,  every man is different and  has a personal  style   to show his admiration for  a beautiful attractive woman,  some  admire faces with their admiring glances  sliding down appreciatively but he in this  matter  was just the opposite,  to  mentally scan the  presence of a beauty  he  casts  his  gaze  to her feet and from that  beginning point his  praising etes go up and up to end at her  hair 

She had her feet  in snug  dark velvet high heels , clad in a dark  gown  her shapely figure looked outstanding,  it was  slightly longer  than knee-length  so her exposed  legs were quite an inviting pleasure   of a feast to eyes,  his eyes  slowly had reached the  curve in her  waist   and  he simply forgot to blink  a while  , outlines of her  personality were so proportionate  he  guessed she was a regular  gymmer, what  really  was most attractive in her was her  lovely  complexion  roses in cheeks and blue in the eyes , her glistening  haircut   she wore  like a crown regally,  had she been  attending political parties or charitable  functions she would have stayed unnoticed but she  shook  everyone off balance for she  was come to a chess competition,  as if to prove him wrong  she walked up to the club manager and got herself registered for the chess competition  , she held the card   in her hand  an awesome combination of beauty and brains