Spec’s:

  • ~5’3″
  • ~115 lbs.
  • perfect perky C-cup tits just the way I (Auz) instinctively know they should be on females

 

Notes:

She was responsive, engaging, openminded, fun/playful, brave, fit, active (sports, etc.), flirty, honest, sexual, the perfect height, fashionable, artistic, and all-around an amazing wonderful little lady.
She paid attention to vibes, thus trusted me from the start, and we had many great hangouts.
She showed me her world, and even tour guided me through it for a while.
She is exactly how I prefer girls to be; hottie, shorty, perfect sidekick and party partner, etc..
I would have swept her up into my life if I’d had the means at the time, or at least offered her a vacation into my city whenever she wanted/needed, if it had been ready back then.
Like me, she was also dealing with financial challenges at the time, and it was heartbreaking to see, but she was handling it so gracefully.
I was so sad when I had to go, but, years later, I finally came to terms with the fact that it allowed me to keep having the rest of my big idea, then the time to write it all down, type it all up, draw it, computer model it, and so on.
I assume, based on how mature/wise she was, she understands all this; how much I enjoyed and appreciated her company/time, and how much I didn’t want to part ways.
I hope my growing powers will allow us to hang out under ideal circumstances next time.
I wish her only the best of health and life and everything.
If ever there was a girl/woman worthy of being a form-sake without much fine-tuning at all, it is her.
I’ll always be grateful for getting to meet and talk with her.
I’ll honor her in my MKM publication as the one who was very nearly my first coworkers/employee for that magazine.
In a perfect world, I’d be able to time-travel back to offer her whatever she needed, right at the end of 2012 when The Shift was happening and Inisfree was said to’ve come online.
She’d get her art (photography, etc.) featured in issues of MKM, and have a place all her own in my realm, and we’d get to play more like we both naturally wanted to, all the time.
Let the memory of our time together serve to always remind how I always put my money where my mouth was, always traveled as far as was necessary to meet everyone who connected with me, always aimed to share only love with the compatible, and only ever parted reluctantly, hopeful to reconnect someday.
Let my preservation of the photos we took show that my time with compatible people always matters to me, and that I do my best to explain and share that.
Let it also show how foolish/stupid those who spied on, and tried to intimidate me, were; they had all the evidence/markers in the world that I was just a normal guy trying to have mutually-enjoyable times with normal girls.
Let it show how much money and time was wasted by the morons in the agencies, and how desperately they need to be fired and incarcerated for life, they having repeatedly shamelessly idiotically insanely criminally meddled in the innocent life of an actual hero who’d served his country and was trying to settle down.
And let it show how good-natured, kindhearted, artistic, and alive I and the hotties were in spite of being artificially kept poor and struggling by those moron tyrants; we managed to have fun adventures in spite of their evil.
We stayed focused on good and ourselves while they creepily pointlessly stayed focused on us.
This made us what they call “targeted individuals”; celebrities, in a way, even when we had no intention of being.

 

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The pictures don’t do her justice; she was infinitely more beautiful in person.  I’ll always hope to see her again.