What’s it love to be around a bigger than standard group of people for an complete week on a secluded, tropical island and not be accomplished to communicate with any of ’em?
Wrote SCORE editor Dave, “What was it adore to be Terry Nova during our week in Eleuthera, The Bahamas?
“I can imagine it have to have been a little lonely. I don’t know. Terry always looked love that babe was having a good time, but this babe likewise always looked like this babe wanted to say smth but couldn’t say it…because none of us would understand what this babe was saying.
In Eleuthera, there wasn’t a single person who spoke more than a scarcely any words of Czech. But Terry didn’t exactly acquire the silent treatment. U know how when people try to communicate with a person whose language they do not speak, they’ll speak extra lazily, as if speaking not fast can break the language barrier? There was lots of that going on. Plenty of body language, too.
Terry’s 42-28-36 body with F-cup tits–I think they might be more like H-cups coz she’s definitely as big busted as Christy Marks–was the talk of the island. And that’s saying something! The angels were all amazed by Terry’s body: biggest, full meatballs; a large, bangable a-hole; thick, curvy haunches. And, on top of all that, a curvaceous waist. ‘Built love a brick shithouse’ might be a cliche, but it is an appropriate description of Terry’s body. I caught Angela White drooling over her several times.
The great thing about Terry is that this babe doesn’t have to be said how to be sexy. That babe understands the power she has over studs, and she knows how to give ’em just the right look, do the right thing. I loved walking up the stairs behind Terry. She always wore wazoo shorts, and that was quite a look at. I would’ve said, “Nice arse.” But she would not have understood me.
Besides, that babe knows.