Post by kashasilva on May 6, 2010 19:09:43 GMT -6
The sky appeared almost dooms day like. Clouds different shades of grey and black. Not considered the most appealing day for a walk by the lake but it's still hot out. Well hot an muggy but that's what the weather forecast said, also mentioned the fact that there are suppose to be sporadic thunder storms throughout the day. Thunderstorms are the best type of weather there is, other than sunny days of course but there is something about the heat, humidity, and beautiful flashes of lightning that captivate Kasha so much.
A few people scattered the perimeter of the lake. Keeping a distance from most of them the girl continued to explore the more rockier side of the lake. Bare feet made contact with the rather hot footing before being quickly removed to only meet up with another hot rock. Black flip flops were held in a hand but walking on smooth rocks with out any shoes that are grippy would be a disaster. Her modeling coach would be rather pissed off if she injured herself. To be completely honest the girl could give a rats rear seeing how she doesn't even really enjoy modeling. It is something her pedophile uncle Carlos is making her do. If only her parents were here today she'd probably be doing something that actually catches her interest like Soccer or track. The girl may be gorgeous but she highly enjoys getting dirty in the mud and is a hell of a sprinter. Not quite the regular abilities a model possesses. They tend to be fragile and shy or just complete cocky bitches. Hey just being honest. Kasha's nothing like that. Well, she tends to be more of a tom boy (yea yea a shocker) but they don't have mood swings like most girls and aren't worried about breaking a nail. The only time Kasha's worried about breaking a nail is when she has some sort of photo shoot or some fashion show to attend. That's basically it.
A few rays of sun beat down from between the "killer" clouds, causing small bursts of light repealing off the lake. The lighting was so unique this evening. If only she had a camera. Hastily Kasha removed her black tang top to reveal her black bikini top that is covered in small splashes of what looks like neon paint but its just the design. Long wavy hair fell down her back and stopped at the end of her shoulder blades. Faded and worn jeans hugged kindly upon her curvey hips. The whole outfit complimented her slim yet naturally curvy frame with a fitting tan to match. Whats a model without a tan? Being Brazilian has its advantages. Such as being out in the sun for a small amount of time and gaining a nice goldened tan without having to go to some tanning salon and getting even a higher chance to skin cancer. If anything Kasha would rather do it the old fashion way. Tanning salon's are just too much for her.
Several drops of water crashed upon the girls smooth skin. Crap. So much for going on a long hike around the lake. Eyes glared at the landscape until finally resting on a small group of trees that over looked the lake. Walking briskly over the various sized rocks before the girl was able to reach a fallen tree. Sitting on it Kasha was able to just admire the landscape. There's just something mystic here, gosh its just so hard to explain. A small branch snapped and scared the crap out of her. Who..better yet what could that be?
A few people scattered the perimeter of the lake. Keeping a distance from most of them the girl continued to explore the more rockier side of the lake. Bare feet made contact with the rather hot footing before being quickly removed to only meet up with another hot rock. Black flip flops were held in a hand but walking on smooth rocks with out any shoes that are grippy would be a disaster. Her modeling coach would be rather pissed off if she injured herself. To be completely honest the girl could give a rats rear seeing how she doesn't even really enjoy modeling. It is something her pedophile uncle Carlos is making her do. If only her parents were here today she'd probably be doing something that actually catches her interest like Soccer or track. The girl may be gorgeous but she highly enjoys getting dirty in the mud and is a hell of a sprinter. Not quite the regular abilities a model possesses. They tend to be fragile and shy or just complete cocky bitches. Hey just being honest. Kasha's nothing like that. Well, she tends to be more of a tom boy (yea yea a shocker) but they don't have mood swings like most girls and aren't worried about breaking a nail. The only time Kasha's worried about breaking a nail is when she has some sort of photo shoot or some fashion show to attend. That's basically it.
A few rays of sun beat down from between the "killer" clouds, causing small bursts of light repealing off the lake. The lighting was so unique this evening. If only she had a camera. Hastily Kasha removed her black tang top to reveal her black bikini top that is covered in small splashes of what looks like neon paint but its just the design. Long wavy hair fell down her back and stopped at the end of her shoulder blades. Faded and worn jeans hugged kindly upon her curvey hips. The whole outfit complimented her slim yet naturally curvy frame with a fitting tan to match. Whats a model without a tan? Being Brazilian has its advantages. Such as being out in the sun for a small amount of time and gaining a nice goldened tan without having to go to some tanning salon and getting even a higher chance to skin cancer. If anything Kasha would rather do it the old fashion way. Tanning salon's are just too much for her.
Several drops of water crashed upon the girls smooth skin. Crap. So much for going on a long hike around the lake. Eyes glared at the landscape until finally resting on a small group of trees that over looked the lake. Walking briskly over the various sized rocks before the girl was able to reach a fallen tree. Sitting on it Kasha was able to just admire the landscape. There's just something mystic here, gosh its just so hard to explain. A small branch snapped and scared the crap out of her. Who..better yet what could that be?