The story so far:
Damn, that woman is beautiful! She looks familiar, too. I know I've seen her here before, but what's with the MuMu?
I can dig those combat boots. At least she's not flip flopping around showing off some disgusting ugly feet like most of the people here.
I continued to watch her and then closed my eyes, turning on the photo shop program in my brain. Yes! I could see her now; her luscious, kissable lips, those fine, not too large, not too small breasts snug inside a bikini bra.
I continued to manipulate the mind photo and followed her slim waist across flaring hips and gorgeously firm ****, completely visible around the skimpy tanga.
I opened my eyes and noticed she was staring at me. I smiled. She looked like she was gonna puke. Ignoring her gaze, my eyes slithered down to her boots.
Holy Moly, she's wearing US Army Cavalry boots! Hot damn!