Tuyen  had rich golden brown hair that went just past her shoulders. She had a soft face, and an easy smile. She was sweet, always had been, and more so she was simple. It only took simple things to please her. She was five foot five when she stood, strong but more feminine with soft curves then actually strength. She had firm full breasts still very perky on her breasts, and a firm round ass attached to her slim legs, it was the beautiful trail of the long soft flesh of her torso  richly decedent smooth skin, that yearned for an Male's attention even if it's owner didn't understand that.<br/><br/>Tuyen was giggling and laughing with her dear friend as they played a classic game of cat's cradle, the kalika that she usually claimed to play very close, almost possessively so. She had never found herself overly concerned with her body, or worried about the world outside of their room. She only ever found herself bored. She wanted challenges and opportunities that she didn't know existed, but she was stuck in the world given and caging her. So she did only yearn, unable to identify where her yearning came form.<br/><br/><br/>She laughed as her fingers became stuck around the string, her laughter musical and soft even though given so honestly from her long graceful neck, her brown eyes even twinkled. She was always one to smile, and her eyes rarely had ever lost that touch.<br/><br/>(http://www.primebreasts.net/uploaded_images/Sandra-Nilsson11-789252.jpg)<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>