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The second I walked into the room, she was all I could see. She leaned casually against the wooden counter, sipping a drink the color of a smouldering iron, gracefully dipping her hand into a miniature bowl of roasted nuts every so often. Out of sight, I watched her for a moment, taking in her being. Her skin was impossibly light despite the hours she spends working in the sun, her smooth, glossy hair matching the liquid she was drinking. She was fit, her stomach flat and her legs toned, but years of hard labor couldn't take away her God-given bountiful hips and breasts, the latter daring to burst out of her tight brown tank top, part of the regulated uniform. Her short blue shorts were low- waisted and snug around her thighs. She was reading a memo posted on the wall to her left, and as her eyes darted back and forth across the paper I could see that their color was an intense jade. Her full, pouty lips were parted slightly, mouthing along with the words as she reads.