Ever wondered how it will feel if a goddess was casted for the role of a woman in a movie? Seeing her getting into the elevator, I could see my reflection in the sheen of her dark, luxuriant hair. My only thoughts were how it would feel to have my hands in the silky richness of her hair. The hair looks draped over an oval face and beautiful breast heaving rhythmically with every breath she took. The bosom sings a quiet lullaby only I could hear. Her eyes? The piercing blue eyes could see into my soul. Have my soul I cried inward!
[My Singapore Girl.](https://singaporestories.com/blog/my-singapore-girl/)
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