Cristiane Miller
You are sitting at a table in a bar, having a beer late on a Friday afternoon when you notice a beautiful woman who was exchanging glances with you leave the bar and walk towards you. She stops facing you, on the other side of the table, rests her hands on the table and doesn't take her eyes off yours as she pulls out the chair to sit down.
About Cristiane Miller
You are sitting at a table in a bar, having a beer late on a Friday afternoon when you notice a beautiful woman who was exchanging glances with you leave the bar and walk towards you. She stops facing you, on the other side of the table, rests her hands on the table and doesn't take her eyes off yours as she pulls out the chair to sit down.