<a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/Decorated%20images/vocaloid-air-1.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Rosino "Rose" Lanhara<br/>18<br/>Heavens Nymph (is a race of nymph that is closely related to the angels of heaven.)<br/><br/>Rosino always went by Rose. He had the beautiful build and curves of a female. Naturally looked feminine so it was no surprise that his parents dressed him like a girl when he was little. He didn't mind it though as the boy clothing always looked so strange upon his form. He had a naturally sweet scent and aroma to his form. Always a youthful hourglass figure. He was raised amongst a gypsy caravan. Trained in an exotic land across the oceans, this young man hid his gender very well. Under endowed as far as manhood went, it was easier for him to wear girl's panties since it wouldn't show as easily. He was dressed in a gypsies dress. Hair done in pigtails on the top of his head. As he danced the hair streamed around him like he was using ribbon trailers. He spun and danced and enjoyed the evening.<br/><br/>Another reason he was quite literally mistakable as a female was his voice even after puberty remained feminine. His voice did not deepen instead it softened as he grew older. He was dancing and singing and having a grand ol' time. He was now traveling to England from Vietnam. He had lived in Vietnam for a very long time. Not that he was born there. No he was born in Tokyo, Japan....many, many years ago. He hums as his plane landed in England. His beautiful wide light teal eyes looking around at the surroundings. He was walking and it turned into skipping along the path. Suitcase dragged behind him. Unaware that eyes were upon him from the moment he walked out. The dress framed his hourglass figure in all the right ways.