Chapter 2
Even though I'd seen her a million times, I still couldn't get over how stunning she was.
Lily's beauty was something else.
In America, you see plenty of gorgeous white girls and fiery Latina women with killer looks.
But Lily had something that really set her apart.
First off, her skin was insanely fair and delicate. Watching her shyly lying on the mat, her bare upper body was so white it practically glowed.
Her skin reminded me of the purest snow, as soft as the freshest milk, smooth and flawless. You just didn't see skin like that every day. As I gently touched her, I couldn't help but marvel at her incredible complexion.
Most people around here had rough skin, freckles, and lots of body hair. I'd been up close with some girls, and seeing their skin up close usually killed my mood.
But Lily's skin was flawless.
Except for a few tiny red moles, her skin was smooth and fair, with almost no visible pores or body hair. Maybe it was her mixed heritage, combining the best traits from different backgrounds.