My dream girl... well, I love eyes. And lips. She has to have nice lips!
I have a nice smile, pretty lips, and big round cheeks. They help me look like a teenager.
It's quite nice to have a bit more color on the lips during wintertime. And it's festive, isn't it?
My legs are nice, my lips are shapely, and my breasts are pretty. They popped up when I was 11 and they weren't small then. I was teased, but now those kids wish they had what I have!
Having a baby can be a scream.
For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
Progress is a nice word. But change is its motivator. And change has its enemies.