Were any of you readers there?
Did anyone see the stunning blonde girl standing in the middle of the main open concourse area in front of the overhead train timetable displays?
She was certainly creating major distraction among the frazzled commuters trying to get home for dinner!
I placed her around mid-20s, about 5 foot 8, with long blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail and a very lovely golden brown sun tan, either the product of our UK summer sun - or a holiday.
She was wearing a short, white, fitted jacket, and the tiniest, tightest pair of light blue denim "Daisy Duke" shorts that it would be possible to get away with in public. The outfit was completed with see-through high heels.
This young goddess had the longest, smoothest, tan legs I think I've ever seen. You know the kind – they go on forever, they are perfectly crafted, and look so smooth that they glisten in the light!
Once again I faced the Goddess Worshipper’s dilemma: how to drink in this gorgeous sight without looking like a total creep! Luckily, I was not the only guy there who was rubber-necking for the highlight of their week!
As subtly as I could I walked around behind her so I could check out this stunning girl from behind. I was rewarded by a glimpse of the most beautiful, shapely #whitegirlsevolving ass - just about covered by the tight, light-blue denim shorts. Oh my god what a sight!
What happened next was a heart-stopper – but I feel I am becoming less and less surprised by this as the lifestyle grows and spreads.
A Black guy, probably in his 30s, dark-skinned and well-built, with a shaved head, black jacket and black jeans, sauntered up to our blonde goddess and the two of them embraced with familiarity.
I hung around watching the two of them, drinking in the vision of interracial perfection there before me. But it wasn’t long before the Black guy took the girl by the hand and led her off out of the station. Watching her walk away was a bitter-sweet mind-fuck...familiar?
