elliot-wolf - September 11, 2018
I’d expect any rose that I look at to have thorns. Thank goodness that Demi Rose is about as prickly as a plush blanket. I wouldn’t mind holding her. It seems to me that she’s subliminally hinting that she secretly desires a boat. Because hot ladies usually stand next to, and take pictures with objects of their obsession. Which all the more makes me wish I was the boat in the photograph. I’d give Demi a piggyback ride across the Atlantic Ocean if it meant being the recipient of her gentle caress like the edge of that boat she’s leaning on.
Demi is a ray of sunshine wrapped in a goldenrod bikini. She’s something like a seductive sunflower that found her way onto the sand. I believe that it is my duty to make sure that she gets all of the necessary praise and admiration during her stay on the shore. I’m printing flyers to hand out to the other beach goers to let them know of her presence. It would be nice if they stop by just for a stare. She’s too beautiful not to get a good gawk at.
Photo Credit: Backgrid USA