Chigusa – One Thousand Grasses

One Thousand Grasses

The girl, of course, is good. They all are. In some way or another. Curvy and funny, smart with big, bright eyes. Their hair is great and they smell good and when they smile everything is ok. Even if it really isn’t. Then again, in some way or another, they are all bad as well. This is why stamina is key. The good part, which is so good at the beginning of getting to know the girl, goes so fast. It is like driving a red sports-car during a cool, sunny day on the coast highway with no one but the birds flying and the waves doing their thing. Sooner or later the clouds come out or the cops show up or you just run out of gas. If you are anything like me fellow driver, it would not be strange at all if your car stopped one day, looked at you and said, “I don’t think this is going to work out,” and just drove off. That happens all the time in my life. I guess in some way how jobs you wear khaki to in office buildings are to me is how I am to girls. Some girls. Hopefully not all. Though I am quite good at meeting specifically this sort.

One Thousand Grasses

  • Hern42

    “The second picture (colour one) is just putting me into a strange mental state … Quality.”

  • Manny Santiago

    She used to do that to me too