She was exquisite.

She had platinum blonde hair, with streaks of honey. It was shoulder length, but today it was caught up in a high ponytail, revealing delicate, close-set ears with tiny sapphire studs that matched her eyes. Those were large, and slightly slanted in that distinctive Eastern European way that echoes the Mongol influence of six centuries past and makes Slavic women the most beautiful in the world.

Her face was perfectly smooth, without blemish except for a tiny beauty mark on the left side of her full upper lip. Her lower lip protruded slightly in a tiny, perpetual pout that begged to be caught between a lover’s teeth and sucked gently. She licked it with her little pink tongue, then smiled, showing her perfect teeth. High, prominent cheekbones and a narrow, foxy chin completed her gamine look.

Her neck was an alabaster column, slender but strong. It sloped out to delicate collar bones and slightly broad shoulders, accentuated by her tiny waist and narrow hips. Hers pelvic bones were nicely padded, visible on either side of her upper hips. Her belly was graced with a tiny “innie”, a hint of six-pack, and covered by soft, creamy skin, blue veins faintly visible beneath. Her broad rib cage showed a hint of bone. Above, her small breasts, perfectly round and firm with no visible sag stood out proudly, begging to be sucked. Puffy, pale pink aureolae were tipped with virginal nipples about half the size of a pencil eraser.