It was a great day. The sun was almost setting and the wind was blowing lovingly, making it cool and wonderful. It was quiet... It was peaceful... it was amazing and the weather was just adorable.

The cool breeze was making everything seem magical and the setting sun was amazing to see. It was setting the right mood for someone to have a wonderful day.

"Hmm," A young man breathed in the wonderful breeze, letting it take him places he'd never been before. "This is wonderful."

The young man moved his eyes to the magazine he was holding, a fashion magazine. He loved coming to that place, a quiet beach where he daydreamed about his future and cleared his head whenever he was troubled. It was always a place of comfort to him and he loved it.

The beach was really quiet, except for the sound of the waves and the birds chirping from trees nearby. This beach was usually quiet except for when kids came playing on the shore. But it was also a beautiful scene because it reminded him of his childhood.

"I know it will happen soon." The young man said softly, rubbing softly on the cover of the magazine. "I know I shall enter a fashion house one day. My dreams shall be fulfilled."

A smile appeared on his gorgeous face when he saw what inspired him the most in all the fashion magazines that he had been reading. It was the way the designers made their designs, the way the light from the camera captured the designs, and the way the models just sparkled in those designs.

All he had ever wanted in his life was to work in a fashion house, any well-paying position as long as he was in the fashion house. He had developed great passion after learning how to sew from his mother. He could still remember how she used to take care of him, how she used to kiss him every night before he went to bed and all the words she used to say to him. He held on to them as his life depended on them.

"Hmm,"

He could still remember how she used to talk to him, her tender touch, and her loving kisses. It was a great shame that she was no more. She had died when he was only 16, two years back to be precise. She just got sick one day and the doctor couldn't treat her. She had cancer and she had hidden it from him. It was too bad that when everyone had found out, it was too late. He missed her so much. His father had also passed on when he was only 8 years old. He still missed the two of them and he knew they were gonna be in his heart forever.

He could still remember his mother's words,

‘My son, hold on to your dreams. Never let go of them. I know that one day, you shall be really happy and all your dreams will come true. I will always be there for you.’

Remembering her words was always painful for Praveen, too painful. But they also brought comfort to his soul when he was lonely. All he had to do was hold on to them. He knew his parents were watching over him and their love was upon him. He wasn't afraid of anything.

Praveen Garcia was 18 years old. He was a handsome man with a charming face that could seduce anyone. He had deep blue eyes which growled as if a light was emanating from them. His lips were pink and wonderful, seductive.

Praveen was just an average guy, neither tall nor short. He had a great body, great light skin, and a well curved hairless face. He wasn't too fat or too thin but that was what made him look sexier. His body was to die for. He looked more feminine especially with his bubbly butt and smooth skin.