Ana daylights as a model, nom du jour: Urania Damofle.
As in...
Stop, Urania!
- Turn, look, flash.
Go, Urania.
Move, Urania.
- Vibrate, pulse.
(Let the inside of you make the outside glow, she told you.)
Flash.
"What is this?" she points at the background, "The moon? C’mon, you guys, seriously?" She smiles. Even when she hassles you, your eyes widen just slightly to see more of her. "I’m not feeling very lunar today." A wink.
The skirt is right. She is so going down tonight.
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