noticing her Amazonian figure, how well it sits on her slim toned body. Her complexion had an impeccable, peachy hue.
Her neatly waxed eyebrows, exquisitely poised above her brilliantly blue eyes, which always seemed to sparkle with a ‘joie de vivre’ like two blue jewels melted onto snow. Then how quickly they switched to cold corpses, void of life, like looking into the eyes of the devil himself.
A sculptor could not have fashioned her sprite ears and pixie’s nose any better. Her lips plump, dusky pink, shaped into the perfect heart. Bet they tasted good, Ivy reflected, as she took herself to her own room, lay on her bed and began concocting her plans.
Her neatly waxed eyebrows, exquisitely poised above her brilliantly blue eyes, which always seemed to sparkle with a ‘joie de vivre’ like two blue jewels melted onto snow. Then how quickly they switched to cold corpses, void of life, like looking into the eyes of the devil himself.
A sculptor could not have fashioned her sprite ears and pixie’s nose any better. Her lips plump, dusky pink, shaped into the perfect heart. Bet they tasted good, Ivy reflected, as she took herself to her own room, lay on her bed and began concocting her plans.