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You could hear the calming whispers of the air passing
by our windows, exhaling into our mouths, my wife’s in
particular. The October birds and plants were abound on
either sides of the road, and the ominous blue and
purple hue of the sunset was painted across the waking
starry night sky. The gentle tapping of jeweled earrings
against my wife’s ears as she rested her head against
the window now only opened half way. Her red velvet lips
reflecting highlights of white skylight, and her face
lit by the fading sun. You could just smell the pure
intoxicating aroma of plants, grass, leaves, trees,
passing through our windows in combination with strong,
high class, perfume of an exotic and gorgeous woman, as
we became a wisp sound in the distance.
The road seemed unnaturally clear and straight, leading
us in the direction of the new location of the Comic and
Anime convention. I, personally, had only indulged in
comics and anime when I was a kid in high school and
college. My wife, on the other hand, had savored the
nostalgia for a special weekend that came once every
year: the convention.
The Year: 20XX
The Place: Manhattan, NY, USA
My wife, a real woman of her own right, had tailored and
fitted her own Jean Grey costume as the Phoenix from X-
Men. Most men and women would inquire about her physique
and fitness upon first glance, but her true strength is
in her charm and charisma. She walks with dignity and
acquainted majesty along with seductive and almost
conciliated flirtatious magma. She is an older woman, I
will say she is under the age of 40, and always dresses
and carries herself with the weight of a true female;
confidence and dripping with carnal tastes.
