Beautiful, dark, and mysterious.
I appreciate many men consciously or unconsciously seek to imbue astonishingly beautiful women with all sorts of personality traits that would make the company of those women compelling even if they were ordinary looking. Such justification relieves those men from having to consider that the simple attraction of sex may be the only draw. This is not the case with Maresa Lure.
What follows is not faint praise. Some may see it as over the top, but this is the impact she has (on me at least). I do not claim to have lost my heart to her as it is already lost to another young woman.
Maresa is one of those astonishingly beautiful women. I mentioned to her that she was right on the edge of intimidatingly beautiful. I think she may have giggled in response.
She has a body that any bikini model would envy. Her face? Oh my, lovely to the point of distraction: her dark hair, her intense eyes, her playful, yet very sensual mouth.... Her face conjures up thoughts of Audrey Hepburn and also the Art Deco period.
Little hints emerge in conversation or during more intimate time that there is something so very rare behind that face and that body. I think a lot of time would be required to get to a point where one could learn as much as one wanted to about her.
On the surface, there is a smart, warm, loving woman, but I wish I knew more. It is obvious that among other things she has an appreciation of beauty, art, and culture. I think she would be the perfect traveling companion. Unhurried lazy days in some foreign land might give one the opportunity to have long, complicated, perhaps even silly, conversations about the important and the unimportant.
And at the end of each day, one would then be privileged to go to bed with beautiful, dark, and hopefully slightly less mysterious Maresa.
I say privileged because of what it feels like to kiss, hold, and be intertwined with her.