Ahh ... but 'Stillness' had taken me an entire month all by itself. The language may have been idiomatic, but it was not artfully so. Not in the sense...of extravagant and elaborate application. There was no 'the left sweeping stroke must flare just so'. I did not sit and stare at a board, brush in hand for hours on end determining the perfect application of the next stroke. I drew as I wrote, with lean precision and utilitarian minimalism. Learning to write the characters was the least of my. .. unless you want her to...” We left it at that and talked about fishing, etc., small talk until we got back to the lake. As we got out of the car, he was also enjoying the view and I talked about the fish in the lake and how I always enjoyed it here. As we were talking, my wife appeared coming out of the cabin door.Shes not one for bikinis, that I knew, but she appeared in a denim skirt, about mid-thigh, and a sheer white tank top, her braless breasts swinging underneath as she walked towards. He didn’t want her to love him.He wanted her body, but not her love. She was sad and wanted to cry again, but tears didn’t solve anything. She wiggled off his lap and went to the bathroom. She freshened up her face and brushed her hair quickly. She walked out to find Ty standing in the other room looking pensive. She walked past and headed back to the dining room.Willow didn’t take his arm. Clasping her hands in front of her, she walked briskly. Ty walked beside her but stayed quiet. She still. Which attract all men. she wears her saree below her navel,I have seen many men watching her navel while we go out for market. I love many of them who are watching my mom’s navel about her pussy she has big fat (camel toe) pussy she has swollen pussy, inside with rose color , covered with little amount of hair occasionally mom wears tight pant and t-shirt while going for jogging everyone can point her pussy lips easy she has a great wonder ass ,when she wears churidhar the cloth struck in her.