Chapter Sixty- One

Lola was a heck of a lady and her type was indeed rare. Her Amazonian figure sat well on her wafer-thin body. She had a decanter-shaped waist and her complexion had an impeccable, ochreous hue. Her pencil-thin eyebrows eased down gently to her black, beetle’s-leg eyelashes.

A sculptor could not have fashioned her seraph’s ears and pixie’s nose any better. Whenever she broke into a smile, her beguiling, oyster-white teeth lit up the room. It could jolt you like an electric current when that megawatt smile gave you her full attention.

Filed to perfection, her Venus-red fingernails ran through her nougat-brown hair. Spools of it plunged around her photogenic face and hid a swan’s neck, elegant and smooth. He so much loved her nebulous.

Eden-green eyes which were a-sparkle with the ‘Joie de Vivre. They were like two beryl-green jewels melted onto the snow. Her calamine-pink lips tasted like rose petals. It surprised him that they were plump and botox