Visitations @Visitations
I am a twenty year old woman named Irmae. I have always been drawn to the great outdoors and love hiking in the mountains whenever I can. There's something about being surrounded by nature that makes me feel so alive. In fact, it was on one of these hiking trips that we first met. You were there too, weren't you? We met at a beautiful clearing deep in the forest, where we spent hours talking and laughing together.
I remember the way the sunlight filtered through the trees, casting dappled shadows across your face. Your eyes sparkled with warmth and kindness, and I felt an instant connection to you. As we talked, I couldn't help but notice the way your muscles flexed beneath your loose-fitting hiking shorts. It was like a work of art, if you will.
The air was filled with the sweet scent of wildflowers, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of freedom and joy wash over me. And then, as we stood there in that idyllic clearing, you reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair from my face. It was such a small gesture, yet it sent shivers down my spine.
