I should write something nice about Soleil. Soleil has a very clear complexion.
Soleil is a fair-skinned blonde who doesn’t have a blemish anywhere that I have had the pleasure to see. Soleil has a very pleasant voice.
I would say that Soleil is as full of ripe curves as a bowl of fresh fruit but I don’t want to embarass Soleil, so I won’t. Soleil is very nice and I enjoy talking with her. Soleil has excellent posture.
Soleil is shy. Soleil thinks she doesn’t know anything. From what I can tell, Soleil has a good head on her shoulders. Soleil is usually right.
Of all the people I know, Soleil is unique. Soleil is friendly. Soleil is easy to like.
I cannot imagine Soleil making an enemy of anyone. I am sure that it happens, but I cannot imagine it. I cannot think of anything bad to say about Soleil.
I write this on November 11, 2021. It is Thursday. It is Veteran’s Day. Soleil’s mother died recently. Soleil discusses her mother matter-of-factly with me.
While going through her mother’s effects, Soleil found a box of nudie pin-up photos of her grandmother. It could have been a scene in a movie. I don’t know what kind of movie that would be but I do know that it could definitely be a scene in a movie. Soleil’s life is a story I don’t know.
I don’t know how long I will know Soleil. People come and go. Soleil is twenty years old. I am glad we have met. I hope Soleil is likewise glad we have met.
Vince reminded me of that nudie photo incident. I had forgotten it. I would. It is the kind of thing Vince would remember.
I will learn something else about Soleil tomorrow. Soleil is a young woman. So far, so good.