Arpita is a gorgeous lady, very much fashion conscious & prefers wearing Trousers, Jeans, and Tops & Skirts. She has amazing collection of perfumes & ...watches. We are truly in love with each other and understand each other very well. We are very much compatible on physical grounds & tend to care and satisfy each other’s emotional needs. Arpita has appropriate curves at right places with creamy bust size of 34d & waistline of 30. First thing anyone would notice about Arpita is her round & curvy. He was alone in the world, having no family, nogirlfriend, no close friends. He had a dead-end job in a convenience store, acar that was falling apart, and a crummy apartment in the worst section oftown. But he was a man, and had never imagined being anything else.He wasn't handsome; he wasn't ugly; he was just thoroughly average; about5'9", sloping shoulders, a very small pot belly; slightly thinning brownhair, although he was only 23; eyes that were a little too close together; anose that was. "He's been dead nearly half a year," she said, her head on my shoulder, my hand in the middle of her back."You're still in mourning?"She nodded."No more talk," she said in a whisper. She stood and led me to the other bed. She rolled in on the thin, straw mattress and waited, lying on her back, her eyes open, while I undressed.We caressed each other for a bit, and then I mounted her. She pressed her face tightly against my chest, and I felt her mouth open as our pace increased to throbbing. Your maiden’s loss shall e’er our secret be, But fight we must, or ne’er will you be free. ROSALIND: How? Sweet Larissa, how to fight a god With darkest spells, and tricks that still the mind? LARISSA: The ‘Gypcian queen, I’ll seek and then shall find! Her sorceries I’ll borrow as my own! And ‘gainst that borrowed magic, dream-gods quake And seek a safer prey, tomorrow night. Exit Larissa. ROSALIND: Oh, all my mind is bent to wish her well And yet my ever trait’rous private parts Do wish her.