Thursday, May 4, 2017

The Glorious Beauty of Being ...Twenty-One!

This semester my class was crowded with beauties -- men and women. For some strange reason the dice were cast this term and came up with a lot of students in their third year of college, 3 years past high school graduation at 18, and facing the world with strong arms and firm young breasts.  Most of these young beauties are also swimming in the local service pool -- "living the life," as Tosha used to say - by waiting table or serving drinks.  Life repeats, again and again and again,and then again again.
Rachel is 21 -- and so enamoured of herself and her body that all her clothes are bought to cling, and all her body shapes curve unceasingly towards her naughty eyes. Not a "runway model" beauty -- but with a lithe body she bobs and weaves through flirtation routines too intricate to be constructed but more like freestyle sex-diving. She reminds me of Farrah of 2016-- then also 21 -- though Farrah brought an edge of haughty Hepburn to her own outlook. This Eastern Patricianship often set her aside from others -- in intelligence, wit, classic beauty, and her own "knowing and understanding"
connecting. Both these young women are intelligent -- at times rising to brilliance.  But both cling to the aspect of attraction to attain any goal they seek.

Men also play David in Florence!  Well muscled, well packaged, well delivered! Men from Venezuela; men from Panama; men from California; men from the golf courses scattered throughout Georgia. Even a stray Eastern surfer or two. All beauties: each and every one.

Resist, Resist, Resist!

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