. an ideal? Hardly! It was a portrait of what was, perhaps, a young man of above-average physical attractiveness. Nothing more. He was handsome, perha...s, if you happened to like blond men. The majority of women, in my experience, weren't particularly partial to blond men.Ellie, though, looked at the portrait thoughtfully, and then looked up at me as my eyes left the portrait and met hers. "Yes," she said. "... My ideal. I painted this... ideal man. And then, there you were!" I don't... know. " Oh. Well okay." She said. We dressed, I kissed her and we left the little clearing in the elven woods.It was a week after my arrival that I first saw Liam.I had decided to walk to the lake when I heard splashing. Maybe it was Legolas! It was the first time I had heard anyone else there, so I left the path and slipped through the trees and brush. I peeked out and saw a swimmer in the lake. It was a young man. I watched him swim, peeking out through a bush. Once, when he dove, I caught a flash. Although her attempt to conceal her butt was significant, I was able to sneak a quick peek at her plump butt and see that she was wearing a pink thong with smiley faces and flowers. Smiling to myself, I said, “Nice thong!” Monica looked over her shoulder, “What are you looking at my ass for anyway?” I replied giggling, “It’s not the first time I’ve looked at it tonight, just the first time I was able to see it.” After Monica had tested the water, she seemed excited and wanted to go swimming. I. Reema nain ek badi siskari bhari, bhiya pllllllsssssss mat karo rista badnaam ho jayega.Laundian puri garam thee maine kaha ye aasani se naghi degi. Thodi jabardasti karni padegi, maine uske haath upkar karke uskee kurti utar dee, bra main kaid uskee chuchian badi pyari lag rahi, agle jhatke main bra bhi neeche thii, Reema laundia ka bura haal tha, usne apni chuchian apne haathon se dhak lee, bhiya pl. Ab aur nahin uska sachmuch bura haal tha, maine itni pyari chuchian aaj tak photo main bhee.