Rena had it all over Daisy, the babe in Dukes of Hazard. Rena had Daisy’s look, but she had a perfect body. Only the Victoria’s Secret models come close to the perfection I got to see almost every day for fifty days. When Rena took off her halter-top, and let her cut-offs drop, it was show time! There were wealthy and powerful men attending the Bohemian Grove Hijinks, taking it all in, the most beautiful woman in the world who knew how to wear a bikini like no one hence. It was a size or two too large. It looked like it would fall off – real easy!

Exert from Ravola of Thunder Mountain by Royal Reuben Rosamond.

I met her in Eminence this morning. I never beheld another such being. She is like the beautiful notes of an organ with all the stops subdued. You see by this that the very implication of her is wonderful. She’ll stand fully six feet tall in her bare heels and this means that, in high heals, she can pick up a shingle and mend leak in most Ozark cabins. She can look down on most men. Her figure if that of a model, rivaling even the dreams, I vow, of the artists of ancient Greece. Her perfect body needs no no adornment in exquisite , clinging garments. Her features have class; her complexion is pink and healthful, her air of grandeur is almost appalling, cowing most men with her sheer superiority. Her eyes large and luminous, deep chestnut, are thrilling, but not come hither. Those great and beautiful orbs seem seem to be a lover’s moon rising over the horizon of her lower lashes. Yes she is temptation, her generous lips and full mouth the last straw to break a mans resistance, She’s exotic and provocative in the same wondrous breath, made but for the arms of a man, made to love and be loved. Have I describe her?

I would add a marked timidity, that gleam of wildness to be found in the does demure eyes” suggested teacher.

Yes, I notice her inward struggle to be natural and unafraid – not bashful, to speak plainly?.

Which hid the air, I take it, of knowing how really superior she is.

“Yes, she would make a great actress, But we must not think of spoiling her with sham. How sweet she is in just being her, her American Frontier self, let me say. Of the wild flowers I’d call her India Paint brush, and equally as brilliant. But, enough. Please let me aloud this, A Few Come Our Alive”

She was tall, dark, half developed, beautiful as a poet’s dream, her rope of hair hanging to her waist. We could tell them what a raving beauty she was due to become.. Shell stand nearly six foot tall.”

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