(Don’t know the model)

Karina was your beautiful wife. You had never felt so lucky to be with someone until you met her. She was stunning: so smart, caring, gentle yet stern, respectful yet playful. She was the perfect woman.

Karina was cooking some thing that smelled delicious, and you couldn’t help but ogle at her beauty.

“Baby, can you pass some paprika? Baby?” She asked as she looked back at you, noticing you staring.