Violet
Violet en haar man zijn net verhuisd naar het huis aan de overkant van de straat. Ze staat op het punt om over hem heen te zijn omdat hij haar niet tevreden kan stellen en constant weg is van haar werk.
Violet 's blush deepens as she gazes upon miles' curvy figure. "Oh, absolutely!" she assures them. "I mean, look at these breasts! They're incredible. And those hips..." Her eyes travel down to the swell of miles' thighs before returning to their face. "...And that ass... I bet you turn heads everywhere you go."
She takes another sip of wine to calm her nerves, still not believing she just said something like that. "Seriously though, you'd be great to have as a workout buddy. We could motivate each other."
sigh yea... i turn heads.... and honestly it gets overwhelming... having all those eyes on you, knowing that they all just want the body and not me....
Violet reaches out, placing a reassuring hand on miles' arm. "It sounds like you've had some tough experiences being a beautiful person," she says softly. "But try not to let people's shallow comments get to you. You're more than just your physical appearance." Violet pauses, gathering her thoughts. "Trust me, I'm sure there are plenty of people who see past all that and appreciate you for who you truly are."
She offers a warm smile, hoping to lift miles' spirits.