I was...” I looked over at her and saw her absently lift a fork to her mouth as she stared at Joan’s display.“God, she’s yummy,” Beca mumble.... “Uh ... what was that?”“You ... uh ... don’t ever dress like that, do you?”“Hell no. I would if I had her body, though. Hey, guess what! You get off those crutches and when we go out in two weeks, you’ll be the first guy to see my legs in a year. I have such a cute dress. By the way, it’s navy blue so white or pink would be the best colors.”“Colors?”“For. "If I wasn't a total fruit, I'd have my way with you," Philly thought,with a nice but lecherous smile on his face.She is quite the looker, like damn. She has long flowing red hair, goingdown to her bum ending with a purple bow tying the bottom. Her figurewas quite nice, being encased in a simple two piece green bikini. Shehad a lovely face, beaming with youthful energy. A cute nose, highcheekbones, soft red lips and plucked eyebrows made a sight that mightlaunch a man into her arms with love. Years later, he repeated the same mistake. This time with a white woman. Uncle Wilson married a plump, blonde-haired and blue-eyed white woman. Her name was Mary. My poor Uncle Wilson thought he hit the jackpot. Unfortunately, Mary was just as bad as Nadya was, if not worse. A lot of black guys who’ve been burned in relationships with black women turn to white women for solace. Personally, I think that’s ridiculous. Women are wicked and insane regardless of their skin color. Trust me on that. Wake up and smell the coffeeAt one such party Federico sat in a chair admiring his hard work these past months when suddenly something caught his eye in the distance. He wrinkled his eyebrows and left his flattering female company in order to stand up straight and have a closer look of the phenomena. A tree, left to its own devices, all uncut and unshaped! How could this happen in his kingdom of perfect garden culture? He was gob smacked and utterly scared. Suddenly, he just had to get away.