Lucas

For a moment, her startled doe-eyed stare peering my way makes me wonder if Dorothy was right, that this woman agreed to instruction and to being viewed. There is no doubt that Dorothy was correct about this beautiful woman’s status. The white satin mask isn’t the only clue that this gorgeous creature is in a new element. Her piquing interest and wanton needs emanate from her. It’s as if even through the glass I can smell her desire.

I tilt ...