Not so forever lost.
Chelsea was his dream girl, just short enough for him to have to bend down to kiss her, and tall enough that they were eye to eye when she was in high heels. Her hair was brown, eyes blue. Her body was almost, if not, perfect. Her breasts were not large, but just right, as well as her ass. She had a way of flaunting what she had without actually flaunting anything, and that turned him on.