<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/jTB8Eau.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Anna Castillo (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=250173.msg12388465#msg12388465)<br/><strong>City | Date | Time:</strong>Rio de Janeiro (Brasil), Feb 27th 2010, 4:42pm<br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning: </strong>Grace<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Growing very interested in the cute-blond. Bubbling over with excitement. Getting devious.<br/><hr/><br/>Grace's surprise and subsequent goofy little smile were warmly amusing. Quite endearing. Reminding Anna of a young, fresh, Brasillian woman she had met early in her career here in this country. In fact, she had still been young and rather naïve herself. Their fling had been short lived, but never forgotten. It had been her first time with another woman. A unique experience to cherish. Too be reminded of that, was a plus in Grace's favor. Even if nothing happened outside of this party, Anna already knew she'd enjoy accompanying this lovely white-skinned lady.<br/><br/>“You do, you do,” Anna agreed good naturedly. Her shiny white teeth beaming as she grinned.<br/><br/>The calm, yet excited poise the woman radiated visibly and on that sub-conscious level, was strong and contagious. Not that Anna needed any prodding to feel the same. With such a great day and a great shoot done, and such a great party only having started, Anna would feel wired until the end. Probably crashing after, despite her excellent condition. Stuff like this was just too much goodness. Even good stuff was taxing. Oh well. She'd enjoy it to the max!<br/><br/>“Grace, nice name,” Anna complimented. A fitting name for such a classic beauty. Anna had spent plenty of time on the internet checking out other models. Looking into her competition, those whom she might model with, and those whom she could learn from. Many models, herself included, she felt had a more 'modern' look. A look defined and bred by modern standards. Then there were those who could probably fit into different time periods of the past. Without drawing crowds simply by walking down the street. Grace fit that mold nicely. Very attractive. Easily able to get any man or woman she wanted, but yet wouldn't be burdened by her looks.<br/><br/>When Grace called her an Amazon woman, Anna laughed. Pleased, amused, and growing to very much to like Grace. She'd been called an Amazon before. Generally from more simple folk or the more traditional models. Some of whom were intimidated by her. Even a few men had made the comment. Anna had learned early on, that there were still a lot of men in the world, who weren't entirely comfortable with a woman who was as strong as them. It had kind of bothered her at first, but after a few months, had passed. The culture she lived in, thankfully, were used to women like her. The men, and women, eagerly complimented her. Helped her with questions she had and were generally polite. There were the ego-jocks and the jerks (male or female), but Anna had realized, those types were anywhere in life.<br/><br/>Anna couldn't help but strike a pose (http://i.imgur.com/j0shxa6.jpg) and flex a little in response to the comment. Showing off some for the mousy little lady. Her hands rested on her hips, her arms flexed. Then she cocked her hip to the left. With her left knee jutting out partway. Her thighs equally flexed. Her eyes twinkled with merriment. Anna pursed her lips and made a smooching motion. Then popped her hand gently on her lips and blew a kiss to Grace. One of her signature's. Something she knew the guys and ladies alike, amongst her fan base, enjoyed.<br/><br/>“Amazon woman is me.” Anna struck a mock-cocky expression for several moments, then burst out laughing. Bending over some, as her hands slapped her kneecaps. “Thank you, though. I come from humble beginnings, so it feels nice to be compared to an Amazon.”<br/><br/>Anna beamed and did not fail to miss the way Grace checked her out. Anna stayed still to let the lady take the full 'lay of the land'. Anna was tempted to twirl around, so Grace could get a nice view of her backside, but felt that might make her seem ridiculously narcissistic. That or scare the lovely lady away. Grace would probably get to see her thong-'clad' ass and smooth arching back eventually. No need to be a self-indulgent chump about it.<br/><br/>“Nice isn't it?” Anna couldn't help but ask, after Grace had taken the visual tour. Despite her feelings from a breath ago. She'd tried not to sound like an egotistical jerk. Instead trying to keep it as friendly sounding as she could. If Grace hadn't tried to be subtle, then Anna imagined the comment at most, would just make Grace blush some more. “Don't be shy,” Anna prodded a little. Pointing her index finger out in a gentle poking motion.<br/><br/>Upon being asked about the shoot, Anna couldn't help but nerd out. “Oh my gosh, yes. It was my debut shoot for the company!” Her hands shot up in an excited motion. She even gave a little jump. Her bountiful breasts bounced up and then down as she landed. Jiggling for a few moments afterward. “I've been modeling in Brasil now for a few years. This is a huge break for me. They threw this party to attract attention to their brand. I really hope this shoot nets me some attention from even bigger companies.” Anna looked beyond genuine. She was ecstatic. Her eyes were alight with passion. Her smile was infectiously exuberant. Her whole demeanor oozed happiness.<br/><br/>“Oh don't worry about it,” Anna replied. Confident. “No invite necessary! Now that you are with me, the lady of the hour,” she grinned and winked. “I'll shoo away anyone who might try and be a nuisance to you. Despite this being my first shoot with the company, I know the crew. They are a popular freelance group that does lots of modeling work. I can even finagle us,” her tone dropped to a whisper as she leaned down to Grace. “a quick pass into a booth if you want.” Anna winked again. Grinning deviously.