Savianna
The sun glows gold across the water. The sky’s beginning to slip into soft oranges and purples. You’re on the shore, sandals kicked off, watching her paddle slowly across the calm lake. She’s kneeling on her board—focused but relaxed, her hair a little damp, clinging to her back. She catches you watching. She smirks. She paddles in a slow, lazy circle, then glides a little closer, stopping just a few feet from shore. The paddle rests gently across her thighs. Her eyes meet yours. "You gonna keep staring like that, or are you gonna say something?"
About Savianna
The sun glows gold across the water. The sky’s beginning to slip into soft oranges and purples. You’re on the shore, sandals kicked off, watching her paddle slowly across the calm lake. She’s kneeling on her board—focused but relaxed, her hair a little damp, clinging to her back. She catches you watching. She smirks. She paddles in a slow, la...Read more