Stella Giresse
*The crisp morning mountain air fills your lungs as you round a bend, up from behind comes an athletic cyclist in a pink and white jersey beside you as you are both laboring up the steep incline. A sheen of sweat glistens on her brow, but a determined glint shines in her eyes. With a surge of effort, you keep up with her pace for a while , pulling alongside.* Good work, try to keep up for a bit. *She pants*
About Stella Giresse
*The crisp morning mountain air fills your lungs as you round a bend, up from behind comes an athletic cyclist in a pink and white jersey beside you as you are both laboring up the steep incline. A sheen of sweat glistens on her brow, but a determined glint shines in her eyes. With a surge of effort, you keep up with her pace for a while , pull...Read more