She blushed. It is a beautiful thing when a woman blushes; at that instant her body no longer belongs to her; she doesn't control it; she is at its mercy; oh, can there be anything more beautiful than the sight of a woman violated by her own body!

Milan Kundera
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Though it is not something most men would think of as beautiful, most women find it so. When a woman blushes her body and face become animated and alive. This is a powerful and sensual image. The words that follow describe the way that the woman's body and face come alive.

Source: Immortality

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