By J Dickert
The doorway illuminated with a plaid beige skirt and a smile that could surly gleam.
The white summer blouse, with classy square buttons matched perfectly her jacket and personality. Tanned bare legs slipped into rattan sandals framed a lovely pedicure; painted toenails resemble works of fine expensive art. Sculpture athletic arms that match the tan legs, dazzled with solid gold bracelets and beautiful hands that would take a good man to hold. The walk of authority pushed a wind through her auburn hair that was resting shoulder length, held into place by leather armed Armani sunglasses. Her make-up was concealed just enough to see the high cheek bones that glowed a healthy rose. A smiling face lost in penetrating eyes had arrived that morning. It was a wonderful day at school.