My imaginary friend

After I returned Ashtray to her home pub, I started to feel kinda lonely. Well, not lonely as what people traditionally understand under lonely concept (I meet people all the time) but in a bit different way, I guess.

Let’s say I miss her bit*hy talk a little.

But I won’t go and ask her back. I think it’s time for a new imaginary friend. This time not a piece of metal, but a woman.

Except of being imaginary and quite the opposite of Ashtray, thus: extremely beautiful, sexy, very intelligent and independent… she’s above of all: my friend and she’s also the one who’s gonna help me make some tough decisions - that are about to be made.

Please meet Sharon

Sharon has (not too) long black hair with pony. Kinda Cleopatra style. She has blue eyes and smooth white skin, full lips, small C-cup, long legs and perfect a$$.

Today I bought her dark red shoes, dark red (glamour) dress, and some nice silver jewelry (she doesn’t like gold and neither do I), among other: a thick silver necklace and couple of silver (Biagi beads) bracelets, rings, & earrings. I also bought her Jean Paul Gaultier perfume, Classic.

Then I gave her a make-up, containing dark olive green ‘chola’ alike eyeshadows, accentuated with subtle silver effect powder under her eyebrows and smooth, not too obvious black mascara with black eyeliner.. almost smokey. I colored her lips dark red. Yes we may have some color, but nothing complicated. Purity.of a killer.

There is no much light in my living room at the moment. So her bright blue eyes are stealing all the remaining light and are sparkling like diamonds. She says we’re going to have a good time together.. and I agree.

It’s our first evening together. I think it should be special.
I’m about to show her my pubs first.

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