« Who knows? Perhaps you were meant to appear to become my new muse. ” She winked with a smirk. And indeed, that was what she meant when she said she didn't believe in coincidences.
Priscilla listened, her eyes widening ever so slightly. A soft giggle left her lips; she didn't believe in coincidences. Everything in this life happened for a reason: a lesson, an experience, your next destination. “ I would love for you to come and see some of my work. »
Rose combed her hair with her fingers, dipping her mane in the water when she found a knot, and her eyes dipped lower than the other woman's face when she also stood to her full height.
She glanced back up, wringing the water out of her hair before replying.
" I model for **
« And perhaps you could pose for me. I would love that. ”
She spoke softly, the water splashing around her thighs as she walked beside her, going deeper, and turned to face her. “ With all due respect, I think you are a very beautiful woman. Your aura. Your essence. »
« combed her short mane with her fingers, looking at her.
“ I draw and paint. I used to do some acting in the past, but I much prefer the peace and quiet. ”
Priscilla remained submerged up to her neck for a little longer, and her smile widened as she listened. She just knew she belonged to art.
“ A model? That's lovely. What kind of modeling do you do? ” She asked; she stood up until the water revealed her torso, and »
The smile remained as the other woman stepped in the water and dipped her head as well. She submerged herself fully under the water before emerging, hearing the question. She wiped the water off her face and stood up, the water reaching **
« smiled in response, humming as she finished getting in. “ It's perfect, yes. ” She said before submerging her head. She used to do this on her own, almost routinely, but she missed sharing these moments with someone. “ So, Rose. Can I ask what you do for a living? ”
Priscilla began undressing as soon as Rose started. She took off her shirt and pants, placing them neatly folded on the rock, and did the same with her undershirt. She knew what she was there for, so she hadn't put on underwear.
She glanced at the woman in the water and »
Nodding at the words, Rose took the pins out of her hair and undid the buttons of her dress. She slid it down her body and folded it before taking care of the camisole underneath. She stood bare as she folded both garnments and stepped closer to the water, pushing her hair **
let love in. believe compliments. be vulnerable and soft-hearted. tell people you love that you love them. see beauty in everyday things. live life like you're in a movie. don't be afraid to begin again.
calling my lover "mine" but not in the way that my toothbrush or notebook are mine, mine in the way my neighborhood is mine, and also everybody else's, "mine" like mine to tend to, mine to care for, mine to love. "mine" not like possession but devotion.
She put the now-extinguished joint into a small portable ashtray, closing it, placing it in her bag, and now looked at the younger woman, smiling.
“ I understand you, so not at all, please. The lake belongs to everyone, so what better way to enjoy it than together? ”
I would very much like that and don't worry about the smell, it fine. I've smelled much worse. Oh? If it's not a bother? I tend to do so as well sometimes after a long day.