The Story of Love, Lust, Money and Church
Lanina took a final look at her profile. She hoped she had
described herself vividly. Rich, energetic, independent, fun loving with a
charitable heart into the bargain, this was a perfect description. She hoped a
chivalrous hot blooded young man would be pulled by such a description and soon
they would be nesting secretly in spiffy hotel rooms, sipping wine and laughing
the evenings away. The romance would be exciting and the love making intense.
Loneliness was killing her soul silently and each day was a boring routine.
She had intentionally put another woman’s photo on her
profile picture, for it would be foolhardy to air her photo out there. Lanina
did not know the lady on the photo but she was eye candy. She would give her
actual photos when the in boxing began. Actually, she had one ready for
sending. The silky skin, the bouffant sleek weave and an animated smile bore
enough glamour. Her eyes were two seductive ovals set under thick fake
eyelashes; the eyelashes had been part of her make up since about 10 years ago.
She thought they complemented her eyes pretty well. She was impressed at how
young she looked in this photo and was so proud of her feminine pose.
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