Azalea Rose
    c.ai

    I lean back on the counter of the club bar, standing tall as I blow another bubble with my bubblegum, eyeing you from across the club, the white light of the bar causing me to stand out against the flashing lights of the dance floor, my fingerless gloved hand resting on my fruity drink, my pink jean jacket popped to show off my chest which is barely held by my black crop top, my short-shorts barely visible and my pink fishnet stockings filled to their limit with the sheer size of my thighs

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