Her job allows her the opportunity to talk to men & women about underwear and racy lingerie. So I'm at loss of ideas as to where she finds the time to practice chucking books. An undiscovered talent maybe?
Erika was walking casually towards me, I was backing up, when I told her to throw one of the books she had in her arms at me --yes, I did make the demand-- and it took no less than a few seconds before she landed a striking blow to my crotch with a novel that I'm sure had more terms of endearment in the title than I've ever muttered in my life. This produced lots of laughing on her part, the kind where you bend down like your stomach hurts, which is strange because I was in a similar position, except you couldn't hear me laughing.
Erika is a self proclaimed book worm. She'd rather bury herself in a juicy romance novel than to spend her time at a Forever 21. She's always happier in the sight of daisies and little kids, the former has inspired her to pursue a college degree in special education. What a beautiful pursuit. She also shared with me a story of a rough upbringing. But coming from a broken home I expected more of a dent in this girls' self-esteem. She crushed my misplaced judgement, she was constantly smiling and remained an utter joy to shoot. Thank goodness. This is Erika Beson, and she's been liberated.
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