Post by delia on Aug 7, 2008 2:38:31 GMT -5
Delia had finished her working at the school and had found her way to one of the many parks that Paris housed. She wasn't exactly sure why she was there, but she was there. That evening she had gone all out. She had stopped by her apartment and put on a charming little black dress and a pair of short heels, for no reason. The little dress was rather snug, hugging her form about the torso, but the skirt billowed out slightly, falling to her knees before the skirt cut off. The strap of the dress was a halter that tied behind her neck gracefully. When she thought about it, Delia wasn't sure why she was so dressed up. After thinking about it for a few moments, she decided that it was just because she very rarely had the opportunity to wear her nice clothes, so she took advantage of it when she could. At her side ran a young collie, the dog just moving at her side silently, not venturing more than three feet of his owner. Delia sighed lightly, a small smile on her lips as she looked around the park.
The sun had begun to fall below the horizon, only having about four minutes until it disappeared from view completely and the moon started to provide the light. She leaned down to pet the dog gently, scratching it behind the ears for a moment. "Benny," she muttered, referring to the dog. Her voice was soft, barely audible as she spoke to the animal for only a minute before she stood back up and continued walking, the dog following obediently at her heels. Delia was a rather pretty young woman, though she wasn't anything so special that someone would bother to look twice at her. She had blond hair that fell to just past her shoulders and was rather wavy, very smooth and lovely. Her eyes were a charming shade of blueish gray, appearing gray in any light and only looking blue up close, if someone were to get that close to her.
She was thin, not unhealthy thin, but thin. Delia stood at about 5'7'', most of her height consisting of her legs. Her skin was rather pale, nothing too flawless or anything of that sort. In fact, the most apparent flaw on the young woman, though few saw it, was a large birthmark that stretched from her bellybutton, down her left leg a bit and cut off just below her pantie line. It wasn't the most attractive thing ever, but the only times it was exposed was when she was at the beach in a bikini or if she was doing something inappropriate, which happened very rarely. This birth mark was half of the reason Delia remained so concerned with her weight. If she let herself go at all, the birth mark became absolutely unbearable. She had been slightly chubby in the past, so she knew how it looked and she disliked it a great deal.
As it was, she continued on through the park, moving slowly and silently, just enjoying the air of the park. Clouds marred the sky above the pair, the moon's light blocked out by the blackness that the clouds provided. A sort of moisture hung over the city, just reassuring Delia that the rain was coming soon. Before she knew it, however, the rain was falling from the sky, pelting both the sidewalk and the grassy clearings. A brief laugh escaped ehr as she slipped her shoes off and began running towards the little bridge that she knew existed just ahead of her. The collie continued to follow her, Delia glancing back to reassure herself that the dog was still there. She reached the bridge, sighing lightly. A small smile remained on her face as Benny appeared and proceeded to shake himself off, getting the young woman even more wet than she already was. She held her shoes for a moment, leaning against the wall behind her.
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The sun had begun to fall below the horizon, only having about four minutes until it disappeared from view completely and the moon started to provide the light. She leaned down to pet the dog gently, scratching it behind the ears for a moment. "Benny," she muttered, referring to the dog. Her voice was soft, barely audible as she spoke to the animal for only a minute before she stood back up and continued walking, the dog following obediently at her heels. Delia was a rather pretty young woman, though she wasn't anything so special that someone would bother to look twice at her. She had blond hair that fell to just past her shoulders and was rather wavy, very smooth and lovely. Her eyes were a charming shade of blueish gray, appearing gray in any light and only looking blue up close, if someone were to get that close to her.
She was thin, not unhealthy thin, but thin. Delia stood at about 5'7'', most of her height consisting of her legs. Her skin was rather pale, nothing too flawless or anything of that sort. In fact, the most apparent flaw on the young woman, though few saw it, was a large birthmark that stretched from her bellybutton, down her left leg a bit and cut off just below her pantie line. It wasn't the most attractive thing ever, but the only times it was exposed was when she was at the beach in a bikini or if she was doing something inappropriate, which happened very rarely. This birth mark was half of the reason Delia remained so concerned with her weight. If she let herself go at all, the birth mark became absolutely unbearable. She had been slightly chubby in the past, so she knew how it looked and she disliked it a great deal.
As it was, she continued on through the park, moving slowly and silently, just enjoying the air of the park. Clouds marred the sky above the pair, the moon's light blocked out by the blackness that the clouds provided. A sort of moisture hung over the city, just reassuring Delia that the rain was coming soon. Before she knew it, however, the rain was falling from the sky, pelting both the sidewalk and the grassy clearings. A brief laugh escaped ehr as she slipped her shoes off and began running towards the little bridge that she knew existed just ahead of her. The collie continued to follow her, Delia glancing back to reassure herself that the dog was still there. She reached the bridge, sighing lightly. A small smile remained on her face as Benny appeared and proceeded to shake himself off, getting the young woman even more wet than she already was. She held her shoes for a moment, leaning against the wall behind her.
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